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After week of his crew disappearing and... buildings and the skyline changing over LA, Gunn had enough. Everyone thought he was crazy. Only he could see it or remember the people who were in his crew.

Finally Gunn was desperate enough to make a phone call.

"Yo. English. Remember me? I'm the guy who used to take out the graveyard at that crazy-ass boarding school of yours? Charles Gunn."

There was a small pause before he started talking again. There was a trace of desperation in his voice.

"Something strange is going on here, man. My crew is disappearing one by one. Demons who have been holding bits of turf all over the city are just gone with the freaking wind. Hell, even that evil law firm has pulled out of town. I... I don't suppose you and your Watchers have some giant book about this someplace? My crew... my family is just disappearing man."

There was a long sigh and a moment of silence before he said anything else.

"Clearly I'm desperate if I'm calling you after all this time. If you know anything, you got my number. Right. Anyway. I gotta bail. Looks like some kind of weird storm is heading our way."

Any attempt to call Gunn back? Would get a disconnected error.