Back Down

In the midst of yet another member of the longtime brother and congregation now gone with the wind, myself and my other few remaining sisters and arms and overall well rounded living beings of the Hystericals; both young and seasoned bloods, steadily come to terms with not only the ever so present dangers of the raging "Blood Hounds" gang and every other possible criminal syndicate in the city now pitted solidly against us, but also a little unexpected luncheon and dinner date with a little thing called Destiny as well.