Again the familiar dream. Gliding through a cemetery at midnight. It is dark except for the blood red full moon. Countless rows of graves rush by. I come to a sudden stop in front of a huge mausoleum. The entrance is open and stairs lead downwards into the darkness.

First I thought I was blind but noticed that my surrounding was completely black. Suddenly a door in front of me was being opened. Confused I stumbled forward into the light. I heard a crowd and a loud voice from above yelled. "Welcome all, this will be a fight to the death"!

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.