Noctixmo flicked the cigarette stub out of the window and closed it, stretching. He examined his abode, intrigued by the fully functional appliances and furniture - something slightly foreign to him. He spied a television in the lounge and walked up to inspect it.

Huh, always wondered what these things do. But, in a dream... Surely I have no way of coming up with what this device is capable of.

He sat down on the sofa and noticed a remote on the arm. He looked at the multitude of buttons on it and started pressing them at random until there was a bright flash from the device as it turned on. Confused, he watched the screen. The television was on a news channel. Noctixmo leaned in slightly as he read the text scrolling across the bottom of the screen:

"BREAKING: JAARUS HEROES AWAKEN IN CAPITAL COURTYARD"

He tilted his head as the screen presented an aerial view shot and he picked out himself and the other three wanderers being paraded by the crowd. 

"Wanna get better shoes?" Mickey suggested.

Mickey nodded and made her way towards shoes. "What do you think of all this?" She asked.

"A lot different, but at the same time, the only differences are the style and fashion. It seems like everything is made a lot more efficient, " Justine glanced around. "Too efficient at times. "

Justine smiled, surprised to get a laughter out of her. "Back home, it's a lot more simpler than all this extravagance."

Noctixmo continued to watch the news and found himself growing tired. He looked out the window and saw the sky was now completely orange. The sun very close to vanishing completely. Time seemed to flow normally here too. He stood up and pressed the same button on the remote that caused the television to turn on. As anticipated, it turned off. He looked out the window again for a few moments, listening to the traffic and other ambient sounds.

Was this... what it was like before the war? 

He gripped his necklace in one hand whilst taking the atmosphere in.

"Can't always get what you want,"

"I would recommend tennis shoes," Mickey said as they arrived at shoes. She indicated the athletic shoes.

Mickey grabbed a few pairs to try on, knowing she should maybe get two pairs. "Do you have powers?"

Mickey took an unconscious step away, the old bullet wound in her shoulder throbbing at the mention of holy water. "Ah."

Mickey bit her lip. "Hell fire," she said quietly. What a juxtaposition.

Noctixmo continued to watch the busy streets before noticing the skies had started to get blacker and the temperature began to drop. Feeling the cold breeze on his bare chest, he closed the window and stretched, feeling tired.