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type of party where everything goes, the music is as loud as the
revelers can stand, lasers flash, and dancers, well they do so much
more than dance at these things. Caislyn hadn't been to a good rave
since before her parents went missing. Just as the thought popped
in her head she chided herself and remembered this was not a chance
to go party, this was a chance to get answers. 'The little Fey man
had told her so,' she thought to herself, nearly laughing at the
thought. The only problem was, the raves always coincided with
specific moon phases. This one was for the first Summer New Moon.
This was a new moon night, so the rave had to be tonight, which
didn't leave Caislyn a lot of time to translate the riddle that was
the card. These raves were for the magical in nature. The card was
a clue that led you to the golden ticket, so to speak. You had to
find the guy they called the “Ticket Master” in order to get your
pass that you needed to get in to the party. And you had to do it
by a certain time of day or all was lost and you would find
yourself sitting this rave out. Caislyn had been to her fair share
of raves before her parents went missing, so she knew the protocol.
She also knew, as she looked down at her watch again, that she was
running out of time.
    Caislyn looked again at the little black card that
sat in her palm. The glyphs that seemed to jump off the card were
calling to her. She knew two things instantly. There would be no
humans attending tonight's little party and that, she knew, because
the card was charmed. As she looked at the card she realized no
human, or lycan for that matter, would be able to read the clue.
The lycans would be able to smell the charm on the card and take it
to someone who could decipher it for them, but the humans just
wouldn't know. The party, it seemed was a product of witches and
vampires. Only a witch could charm the cards, only the vamps would
worry about keeping humans out. Which also meant this was to be a
vegetarian party for them, or at the very least a party where they
brought their own favors. As a general rule, Were-critters weren't
welcome to the indoor raves, and most definitely not the full moon
parties. Even the rave scene doesn't have enough Ketamine to keep a
werewolf down for long. Since it was only a new moon, maybe there
would be a few who would show up.
    Caislyn went to lock up the store, looking at her
watch once again, it was already five o'clock. The ticket master
usually only hung around till about six. Caislyn began cursing the
little man for showing up so late to give her the card with the
clues. After all, she still hadn't even sat down and deciphered it
to know where to meet up with the ticket master. Once she did, she
would have to get to where ever he was, which usually wasn't
anywhere near the vicinity of the rave. Considering most indoor
raves were held in this part of town since the humans had long
since abandoned it. Caislyn realized she was going to have to
figure out where this rave was taking place and hope she could
sweet talk her way in. She retreated to her apartment above the
store and started putting thought into the charm that was placed on
the card. Cais was hoping she could figure out who had placed the
charm, since they often have their caster's signature attached to
them.
    Before long she was sitting at her kitchenette
staring off into space when she reached out for her notebook. She
started sketching, though she was still staring off blankly into
the wall across from her. When she came out of the trance, Caislyn
had a sketch of her on a rooftop; it was oddly similar to one that
she had drawn on the full moon. She looked at it and saw that the
stars were shimmering brightly in an otherwise blackened night sky.
There was no moon to speak of and the building lights were dim, if
present at all. It was then that she realized she knew the
building. It was the old Chesson building just a block over from
her place. The building used to