INTRO LOCATION Downtown L.A. (LA Area) TIME 9:00+ P.M. WEATHER Warm (78F) EVENT Nightlife Block Party MOOD Everyone seems to be getting along, for now. It was just like most Saturday Nights at the most popular gay club in Downtown L.A., Nightlife. The place where the two most notorious gangs, The Pack and The Pride went to every saturday night and would leave there differences at the door and just have fun and get wild. Nightlife is the place that everyone and anyone can be themselves and possibly meet people they would never meet in any other situation. The music was blasting and the DJ was killing it with the sick beats, like usual. The Pride had their VIP Section and The Pack did their thing since they weren't really into the whole "VIP" Treatment deal that the Leader of Pride always demanded when his crew came to the club. In here, a Pride member and a Pack member could talk and socialize with one another and no one, not even the leaders, would have an issue with it. Nightlife is everyone's sanctuary and the number one rule of sanctuary is that no one gets hurt in it or around it... well it was a rule. While some of the members of both gangs decided to come out tonight and have some fun, some members weren't really the party scene types and they went off to do their own things. Andrew was one of the types that did his own thing. He went to Nightlife for a bit but had left to do something or meet up with someone, that's all he told the Pack. That would be the last time anyone would see the male alive... Sirens could be heard over the loud music and flashes of red and blue lights came through the glass windows, coloring the purple and black club in a darker shade with the mix of colors. Cops ran into the building and started pulling people out of the club, bringing them to the entrance and telling them all not to move. Most of the guys were probably scared and didn't know what was going on but someone knew exactly what was going on but no one would know that for awhile, not even the cops. The Lead cop came over to the guys and looked at them all, one by one. "So, I know you all know Mr. Andrew, right?" Not waiting for an answer. "Well, we received a call from an anonymous source a few hours ago stating that they discovered a dead body not far from here. We went to go check." Taking out a picture of the body from his pocket, this cop really had no emotions at all. "The description did match Mr. Andrew. I would like to speak to you all individually tomorrow and don't leave town... anyone." They had just all been told that a friend or foe of theirs was killed and that they were seen as suspects... how the hell would they continue to party after hearing that!?