Frank had a good night. He is a DJ for a very private club only the most notable can get in.

He got paid well and decided to end his night with some warm milk and cat videos. Unfortunately, Mortis didn't pay the bills again and there was no power.

He growled under his breath and stomped into his room in the basement. Silently sitting the dark, there wasn't any internet service for him to do anything. The milk was cold and if Mortis doesn't pay the bills soon, he will get his hammer and-

"Frank! What are you doing in the dark?"

Startled, he lit a match and saw Mortis and a few others huddled together. He stared at them in confusion.

"Haven't you heard? It's the end of the world! A few cities near by just got demolished in seconds!"

"I can't even get a signal to livestream our terror!"

They all look at EMZ as she huffed. She looked up at them.

"What?"

Their expression went dead (Is that new?) (Maybe for Dynamike, it's not his time yet!)

"Anyways, what are we going to do? We can't go out because we might die!"

The other brawlers looked at the skeleton in the room peacefully tuning his guitar until he raised his head in question.

"Hm?"

They turn back to the (probable) Vampire shaking dramatically with fear. He had the nerve to pose with his hand to his forehead, and "where did he get the rose?" some questioned.

Sweating with barely contained restraint in his expression, his arm automatically threw a rock at him, it was purple and white. Mortis was now black and blue and purple.

"Urgh, no fair! I couldn't even get that on, like camera!"

"Sigh....things couldn't get any worse right?"

A sudden light breeze blew the match out and they all glared at Colt's wording. He sweats nervously.

"he he....", he laughed and smiled with fear.

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