Chapter 9 Conviction
You wake feeling refreshed and vitalized, and for the first time in weeks your insatiable Hunger doesn't seem to have grown while you slumbered. Nevertheless, you decide to start the night right—if you've learned anything lately it's that you need to be prepared for any eventuality. You get dressed and fetch your gun from the front room, fastening it back on your belt where your coat will cover it up sufficiently.
"Out for the evening, sir?" Gerard calls from his office.
You half expect him to have some rather urgent news for you—perhaps Corliss's offices have exploded this time—but thankfully there's nothing to report and the old retainer simply wishes you well before getting back to his work.
Are things starting to slow down? You shake your head as you walk out into the crisp night air. You know better than that.
Where do you plan to sate your cravings?