After studying for college I really needed a break. I knew by heart Los Angeles, so I needed a place to go and have fun and spend some time with friends, real friends. Las Vegas was the perfect destination. Lorne had his big stage and every night he held a show that many were going to see, humans or demons. I didn't prepare any suitcases, just me and the car which my parents had bought for me. Few hours of travel and then I was finally at destination. I parked the car and went straight to meet Lorne waiting for me outside the stage to welcome me, but nothing went as expected. Prior to joining I could hear footsteps behind us, but I didn't even have time to turn around that my vision went black. I woke up shortly after, locked in a dark room with Lorne. He was unconscious on the ground. I tried to revive him but there was nothing to do, he seemed almost dead. So, in despair, I decided to call my father, Angel, although I'd take a scolding from him. I picked up the phone and dialed his number, waiting for him to answer.
"Come on, Dad!"