Thank you for understanding ! I never post to be right , I really don ' t care about that , just want everyone to be on the same page so they know how to treat this horrific disorder ! <| sep |> I suppose there ' s some parellels , but I ' m not really that religious or ripped . <| sep |> Potentially . From my experience , flights increase in price from mid December to mid January to cover the holidays . But again , this is why you ' d need many years worth of data to compare to produce any meaningful data <| sep |> Happy birthday to me . Jace said , blowing out the candle on his cupcake . How could everyone forget his birthday ? He was 21 now , yet no one asked to take him for a drink , or even lit his candles . Even a ' happy birthday Jace ' on facebook would have been enough to brighten his day . His day had only gotten worse . He stood from his lone chair in the kitchen , and grabbed his coat . Maybe a drink will do me some good , Jace said , grabbing his coat . Jace was not a rich man . All he had to his name was his bike , and small apartment . He barely skimmed by . A few dollars at the bar would do no harm . Jace arrived at the bar , locked his bike , and went inside the giant wooden door . The bar was mostly empty except for a man in a dark corner booth . He noticed the small red number above the man ' s head . Most people had them , keeping them low enough to staying away from a bounty . Jace sat at the bar . A large , burly man came up to him . The number 4 sat above his head as if it were a small pet . What can I get for you nil ? Nil was a common term used for those who had not gained their mark yet . Jace took no offense to it . His day had been horrible enough that it could not get any lower . Jace put his money on the table and said What ' s the cheapest thi The door kicked open with a loud bang . Smoke filled the room . Nothing could be heard except the frantic grunts and struggling of two . He couldn ' t tell where they were , but he still was frightened . As the smoke cleared , no one stood . The sprinkler ' s rained down on the room . Broken furniture was everywhere . The bartender lay behind the bar , knocked unconscious by the brawl . A doublebarrel shotgun lay on the counter , smoking from one side . A masked assailant lay on the floor , struggling for air . Jace noticed the tight metal chain that had been wrapped around it ' s neck . A man appeared stood , moving a fallen table off of himself . He stood over the assailant with the look of a madman . Jace stood up frantically , still trying to grasp the situation fully . He grabbed the shotgun and pointed it at the man . Jace had never held a gun before . The stock was under his arm , like he had been stabbed by it . The man looked at Jace , with a more calm look . The number 87 marked him as high bounty . You better put the gun down before I do it for you , the man said . The wouldbe assassin on the floor pointed at the number above the man ' s head and rubbed his fingers together , like a bellhop in a hotel . Jace felt he had no choice , but to help the assailant . He closed his eyes and felt the punch of the shotgun throw him back a step or two . As he opened his eyes , a red shimmer appeared above his head . 1 Jace ran to the assailant ' s side , pulling the chain from around it ' s neck . As the chain came off , so did the mask . Long Auburn hair fell from the assailant ' s hood . She coughed , finally taking in a full breath . The number 34 above her head . Jace slowly backed away , now realizing the full extent of the situation . A heavy british accent rang in his ears , saying Thanks for the help nil , but i ' m gong to have to claim this one . She stood to her feet and pulled a pistol on Jace . Jace did what every other nil would do in this situation . He cried . Are you really going to make me feel bad about this now ? She said . She slowly rest the gun at her side . She looked at him as if he were a small child . You know what , fine . Pull the trigger and do me a favor . This day has done nothing but get worse and worse . Just do us both the favor and do it ! Jace said , tears streaming from his eyes . All he could think about was all the mishaps of the day . Not a single bit of good had come from it . The women slapped him , leaving his cheek sore with pain . Jace looked up holding his cheek . Fine this one is yours but you owe me one . She held out a hand . Jace studied her face , but all he could focus on was the number above her head . He took it and stood on his feet . I plan on collecting my debt . Meet me across the street from here , tomorrow night . I have more targets , but you ' re doing the dirty work , the women said . She walked away from him heading to the door . Wait , this isn ' t exactly my specialty . Jace said , wiping the tears left on his cheeks . You better make it your specialty , otherwise I ' ll be adding your number . She said with a devilish wink . She disappeared out the door and into the darkness . Jace walked behind the counter and grabbed the fanciest looking bottle he could find . He walked home thinking of the day . What had he gotten himself into ?