Side plot

In a small room with the glowing vision tube, two damned souls, sat patiently. Robby and Donny, as they called themselves, were waiting on someone to show them how this supernatural device worked. Rob fidgeted in his seat, watching how someone walked down the dusty market filled with chatty people.

"What's the matter? Does your but still hurt from the party?" Don teased.

"Don't remind me. I gave it my all, so that this jerk could stand us up to. Where in Helltown is he? We were supposed to start ages ago," the taller man complained.

Donny kept glancing at the door, restless on his uncomfortable chair. His feet swung, unable to reach the floor. "He must be busy training others. It's a time-consuming job, you know. In fact, I overheard someone saying that they are going to expand this department. Apparently, something big is about to happen," he whispered, excited.