Ah, winter. The coldest season of the year. The city of StickPage is preparing for Christmas. The city has this peaceful, yet fun atmosphere. Freezing wind blew past, beautiful snowflakes falls. Snow falls on top of Maple's auburn hair, making her shudder. This made Aiman, Dos and Ned giggle. Maple, seemingly embarrassed, quickly walked on ahead. Upon seeing this, the others ran over to Maple to catch up to her. They were supposed to meet up on a certain cafe for an annual meeting of sorts. But its just really the AlphaWriterZ's clan members hanging out with each other.

"This is it, isn't it?" Exclaimed Ned.
"Uh huh." Aiman said. "This is it."
"It looks like a low-budget cafe." Dos, being his usual smogful self again.
"Hey!" Maple screamed. "I quite like this cafe. It has my favourite latte."
"That's enough." Ned said, avoiding a possible argument. "Let's get in, its freezing out here."

	They all went in, and a slight cursing could be heard from Dos. They have reserved a place near a window, and it was their favourite place, although Dos said otherwise. After ordering their foods, they started talking about the latest news on the city. Apparently, male teenagers have gone missing these past few weeks. Once they go missing, they were never to be seen again.

"Have you heard?" Maple asked. "About the dissapearance of peoples on this city."
"Yeah, that." Dos answered. "But I couldn't care less."
"That's so you." Ned said. "Anyways, the ones who dissapeared was around the age of 15-25."
"And why are you telling us all this?" Aiman asked a question.
"It's because we are around that age?" Maple answered, seemingly a bit annoyed by the stupid question.
"But I still couldn't care less." Said Dos. "And?"
"Don't you feel interested in investegating this?" Ned questioned them.
"But it's dangerous, isn't it?" Aiman is getting quite worried.
"What for?" Maple retorted. "We all have powers, don't we? Besides, we got each of us covered."
"I don't wanna cover for you though." Dos said.
"I don't want you to cover for me either." Said Maple in a temper.
"Hey, calm down." Aiman exclaimed, in hopes to avoid an argument. "I'll go, seems interesting."
"If Aiman goes, I'm coming too." Maple expresses her happiness when Aiman said he was going.
"I have nothing to do; might as well as join in." Said Dos, in a bored tone.
"We'll start tomorro-" Ned said but she was cut short.

She blacked out. The cafe seems to be a bit foggy. And there's no people too.

"Ned?! Ne-" Maple said, but couldn't finish her sentence.

Maple fainted. Wait, that isn't fog...

"Wha-" Dos fell to the ground as he tried to speak. "Th-"

Dos passed out. It's sleeping gas!

"Gh..." Aiman is barely hanging on with his consciousness.

A few man then entered the cafe.