PRIVATE, UNHACKABLE
I did my best, didn’t I?
I lasted… sixteen days. Sixteen days with nothing but drone blood, and that has had no flavour, no texture, it’s barely good enough to call human blood at all. I did very, very well.
I’ll be vigilant. They won’t see me. I’ll get rid of the bodies carefully. I only need one or two, it’ll be fine.
ACTION
[For the first time since her arrival in Mayfield, Jane is wearing her cloak. It covers her from head to toe, and if you don’t recognise her by her size or the speed with which she moves, you aren’t likely to realise who it is.
She’s doing her best to stay out of sight (not that this is hard, at midnight), hiding in the shadows, sticking to the rooftops- watching for easy targets.
She’s watching you through your windows, Mayfield. Here’s hoping nobody is home alone.
Because Jane is on the hunt.]