224. WWJD?

The six of us reconvened the following morning. A proper night’s sleep in an actual bed had helped chill everyone out, even Claire, and we were back to our usual directionless selves. We were in a new city, with a bit of money, and no real idea of what to do next.

“We’ll have a look around the city,” I said. Nothing too complicated about that. We needed to see what this place was like.

There was obviously a lot of things we needed to do as well as familiarising ourselves with the city’s layout. We had to get more information on Arta Askii, probably through his warehouse business. He was most likely the Visitor I was looking for. Him being so hard to reach made him an even better candidate. If I was some powerful, otherworldly entity making shedloads of cash off the local populace, I’d do a Howard Hughes and keep myself locked away in my giant mansion, too.

Then there was the Church of the Holy Shrine. We had to stay off their radar, and at the same time it would he