The dark and calm was misleading.
A small bus greeted the few stragglers as the clock clicked towards 2am.
The bus zigged around the town confusing the passengers as to their final location.
The brown vehicle lumbered to a stop before a set of brown metal doors.
A short soft knock yielded a timid face in the smallest of openings.
A false sense of peace was passed along to the few members who were present.
Time passed unknowingly and without thought.
Shuffling around nervously in dark silence.
Sleep was brief.
Dawn was bright.
Sounds were loud.
The training had begun.