Remy sat in a wooden chair on the balcony of a small restaurant, in a small town of 30 or so, called Jubenheim. The day was calm and sunny with a slight comforting and warm breeze. There were 2 open chairs at the table he sat at. There was a half eaten bowl of noodles in front of him, and a glass of water. The glass sweat small droplets of water, showing it was still rather warm outside. He had his hands resting behind his head. There was a long, silk and dark blue katana bag, leaned up against the wall right next to him. He looked out across a large open field with short grass and sporatic patches of trees and vegetation. Further out, 15 miles or so, in the distance a large mountain range could be seen. It was such an ominous and evil looked scene. Large black clouds were loomed over the mountain range. The mountains looked like the true essence of evil. "That must be where Caligo is." He said under his breath. "I guess I should be heading that way." He paused. "I just don't remember if the team was supposed to assemble this early on or not. I know everyone was assigned their own job. But, I couldn't remember when or where we were supposed to meet." He thought to himself.