Chapter Two

It amazed Tom how many people could be out and about this late, in the rain. Everyone, it seemed, had something to do that just couldn't wait until morning. Even now, in the year 2007, someone wouldn't think twice about pushing you out of the way to get at the last of a product, or to be the first in line at the bank, or to flock and shove like a pack of wild animals at the grocery store to get a free sample.
He couldn't believe it was happening, yet it was, right out here on the streets in front of him. Yet, there was nothing he could do to stop it, that's not why he was out here.
Tom turned his head away from the scene of violence that had broken out in the street and continued on his way to the old Oak tree where he was sure to meet his friends and fellow members of the D.G.P.
He turned the corner and saw the old Oak, it's tall branches towering high above the others. A dim glow issued from the bottom of the tree. Tom smiled to himself as his way up the winding, tangled path towards the tree. He stepped the last few steps and shook hands with Sara and Sam, both of them looking as though they were running on a very strong coffee. They were awake and alert. Sara's voice was strong when she told Tom that they had been out here for three hours waiting fro him and that David and Daniel had gotten bored with waiting two hours ago and had gone off somewhere into the woods to hunt for some breakfast. She pointed in the direction they went off to.
"Well," Tom said, "We won't be able to find them so I think it would be a smart idea to wait here for them to get back. That way, we won't get separated and when they do get back, if they got anything, we can eat while we have the meeting."
"Good idea," Sara said.
They sat themselves under the branches of the tree out of the rain and waited for the hunting twins to return.