Having just collected her weeks pay, Bianca stepped out of Second Chances into the afternoon sunshine. Since the night before she had not tried to contact Antonio and thinking attempted to think of him as little as possible. Return to the mansion? Return to the family that had so cruelly expelled her onto the streets? The weight of the possibilities and lingering questions was all too much.

At that moment Bianca's thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash. She looked up to discover a pair of convicts loading an ATM onto the back of a Ford truck. The sight hardly fazed her. Scenes like this were quite common in the run down town. Bianca noticed a young girl peering at the show from behind a dumpster. Clad in dark gothic colors, she seemed to find it all very amusing. "I'm living in a freak show", Bianca mused to herself.

As she continued down the street she began to examine the town that surrounded her. Bianca could hear the dull thump of bass coming from Da Club where the music droned on night and day. Standing in front of the police station was a pair of men in uniform smoking what seemed to be a joint of marijuana. She considered reporting the ATM robbery until she realized that the men were in plain sight of the crime. The stoned officers laughed at the robbers failed attempts to load the machine onto the truck. Finally, one of the men actually proceeded to lend them a hand in the process. Bianca chose to ignore the sight of the corrupt justice system as she continued on her voyage home.

Malnourished stray animals roamed the streets. Grime and filth covered the roads and the walls of the surrounding buildings. A permanent stench lingered in the air that seemed to be coming from the nearby Vietnamese restaurant. Bianca's stomach churned as she realized she hadn't had a bite to eat the entire day. "How unlike me", she thought to herself. Examining her options, she finally decided to venture around the corner to Dina's 28 Hour Diner.