May 5th, 2005 is on record for being one of the coldest nights in the area, but thats not the only reason its on record. With moonlight diffused through blankets of clouds. Those who remain awake are barely so. Buisness at the local bank of Jerald & Hudson is rare of not non-existant past 8 PM. Those who bare the night shift do so barely, standing all but braindead as they dance with sleep. These nightshift workers breathe one sigh of releif as they hear over the late night intercom that next week, May 5th, they will be given a night off so that the bank can undergo security matenence as Shining Eye Security steps in to look over everything.

The night of May 5th comes, but there was an error in the plan. Under the late night's chill, the vault door swings open. Someone is here who should not, yet only the mice, desperate for whatever food they find, bare witness. As the sun rises again, The bank reopens, and the cops are called as their precios vault has been broken into.

You are a famous lawyer, hailed by those you've defended in the past. As you rise in the morning, your room alit only by the light of your phone, as your restless sleep broken by the slight phone of your phone buzzing. A small notification pops up. "NEW CLIENT. ARRIVE AT THE LOCAL JERAL & HUDSON BANK BY 6 AM. COURT TRIAL AT 4 PM. MEET AND DISCUSS WITH CLIENT AT LOCALE." You check your phones clock. 2:00 AM. dreading the flow of time, you decide to just bite the bullet and get going with your morning. You have places to be, but time to take.