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Before the ‘closed’ sign could be flipped to display on the streets, the door opened with a ‘ding’ and the man still working inside shot a glance to it, mortified. Ignoring the persecuting stare by the vampire that had mixed reviews of the last vis

Cue the lights and the sound of a coffee pot finishing off its brew. The sleepy little Queens apartment was the same as it had always been, a cluttered mess and smelling lightly of cigarettes. Since entering, I had sat on the edge of the recliner’s

“So… you’ve sorta directed me along the way,

or something like that, you said..?”

“That’s right, more or less.

Wherever you’ve gone, I had Some say to it.

At least in more recent years.”

“So my apartment, even?”

“Yeah, I picked that out.

There was a quiet ring as the front doors of Paradox were walked through by a fresh face. As I passed through, an effort was made to turn the open sign back to closed before the door had even shut fully. Dominic watched as I had done it and made no