Pat.. "Hey..Gunther!", Tarry hollered, as he brought his sleeping friend from the dream world, with a pat. "The sun's out; go freshen up, we'll be leaving soon", Tarry said, leaving the room, as soon as Gunther opened his eyes. "Does this dude ever sleep?", Gunther grumbled, as he dawdled out of bed. ... "You should be careful though, the attackers may have info of their victims..", Sean and Tarry talked in the living room, as Sean lectured. "So, you have to be careful when making your move; we don't know who we're dealing with here", he advised. "And, the gang's no more..", he added silently. "I understand you Sean, that's why after long, hard thoughts, I'm calling you back from retirement..", Tarry replied. "I'm reassembling the team back..", he said, in a rushed tone. "What?!! We've been disbanded for three years, and you expect everyone to just come back together?", Sean asked, shocked at Tarry's words. "I of a fact, is not returning..", Sean said with strong conviction.