[He doesn't know what to make of this, but he knows that it's neither a good thing for him nor normal for a human being. And if there's one thing Dexter Morgan hated to be, it was conspicuous ( Read more... )

[Someone knows, and I have no way of knowing exactly how much.]

[Dexter walks slowly along the exterior walkway, slouching a little with his hands in the pockets of his beige pants. He is his usual disgruntled looking self, mostly because he's caught up in his thoughts.]

[The files are cryptic so I'm safe from the other passengers discovering my ( Read more... )

[I need to get my bearings here, find out what the crew isn't telling us.]

So was that a rain check on those drinks...?

[...and, more importantly, find out how to get my hands on those files.]

[I'm on a cruise ship. I know this from the impossibly small and yet hotel-like room I woke up in, overlooking the open water and the tiny little television playing nothing but what they want me to see. The room is a microcosm of a larger entity. It pretends to be that of an actual hotel room, and that annoys me. Dexter is sitting on the edge of ( Read more... )