Urliche looked at the note on the door, his eyes brushing past the signature. A loud click was heard as he drew back the slides on both of the .50's, "So...Master Choo needs help, he's got my shoulder to lean on...". Urliche began to walk away, his black combat boots kicking up no dust, and making no sound. Suddenlly he dissapeared into the night, not before turning and unloading a single round into the center of the note. His voice carried on the winds from all directions, "Let's go...another adventure waits, and I'm getting restless."