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The cool breeze swept cooly throught the dark scene, various scents mingled with the fetid odor of the wet boxes in the alley. Raylen drew her dark brown jacket close to the warmness of her body. She had almost regretted coming, but a flash of a grin from Gabriel assured her things were fine. She shivered as a male, one of Gabriel's friends, pulled out a lustrous silver gun. Raylen looked at the gun, quite taken back. "What are yo- We... Doing with that?" she asked in a quavering voice. "Scared?" a mocking tone fallowed her words, she ignored it sufficiently. Addison, her best friend, cooed out a low whisper. "Calm down, don't be such a pess