The day seemed to be a slow one in the cool cavern Omen called the Hidden Gem, the Nightmare slowly tapping the deck of cards he held against the black silken table beneath him with his cheek gingerly rested against his fist. It was one of the later shifts, one he only really had two other dealers on plus a few security guards patrolling the complex. He offered the ever frosty air a huff, watching his breath puff out into the air and disappear only to be hit smack dab on his nose with... Some...
