Arrival

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An explosion rips through the earth, creating a deep chasm, flames lick the sides as a dark figure climbs out. Flames lick at his feet as he brushes off the soot from his Armani suit. His two hellhounds are close by, sniffing the air for a weak soul. The figure flicks out his watch.
"30 days of night left. Perfect."
A smirk darted across his face.
The two hellhounds lift their heads and bark, a signal. The three of them run southeast, heading to Juneau.

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The figure and his hellhounds arrive in Juneau some four hours later. The hellhounds sniff the air once again, confirming the scent. The two lead the figure from the outskirts of town and into the back alleys of the redlight district. They soon come upon the back door to a strip club. The figure tries the knob, it turns counterclockwise and the door slowly opens to a back room, the odor of sweaty ass and cigarettes immediately fill his nostrils. He motions to his hellhounds to stay in the back alley. They comply and sit on either side of the door.