You snap your fingers once again, but still, nothing happens. The Raven does not appear. Anesthesia furrows her brow. "I really don't think that's going to work, Wrewdison," she says. Rolf nods in agreement. "Let's just focus on coming up with a real plan," he says. "We need to find a way to get ahead of the Raven's next move."

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Angela hesitates for a moment before responding. "The people who came after Dixie - they're not just some local street gang. They're part of a larger organization, and they won't stop until they find what they're looking for." She takes a deep breath. "Dixie had something they wanted - something valuable. They may come after us next."

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Zeb leans closer to Angela and whispers Dixie's message in her ear. After a moment of silence, she nods slowly, her eyes fixed on the truck's rear doors. "I see," she mutters. "This complicates things."

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Zeb approaches the entrance of The Cage and nods to the thugs, who eye him warily. He pushes through the door and into the dimly lit interior of the bar. The air is thick with smoke and the noise of people talking and laughing. Angela is nowhere to be seen, but he can hear a commotion coming from the back of the bar.

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Dixie says, "The message is for her ears only. The Cage is a club in the Sprawl. You can find it in the Red Lite district. Be careful, chombatta, it's not a friendly place."

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Ratz looks up from cleaning glasses and greets Zeb with a nod. "Morning, Herr Zeb. What can I do for you today?" he asks in his gruff voice.

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The goat bleats loudly and responds, "I've seen some suspicious activity around here, but it's always hard to tell who exactly is involved. Lots of unsavory types walk down this alley."

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Anesthesia seems to consider Wrewdison's words for a moment. "Interesting," she murmurs softly, before falling into silence for a moment. Finally, she speaks up. "Very well," she says, "I'll consider your offer. But first, you must do something for me."

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Anesthesia leads Wrewdison through a door behind the stage, walking down a short hallway to another room. Inside, the space is sparse and dimly-lit, with a large desk and a few comfortable-looking chairs. She sits down behind the desk, gesturing for Wrewdison to take a seat.

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It is not clear whether this area transforms or not. However, there doesn't seem to be any indication at this time that the area is prone to transformation.

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