Wake up in the morning--I shall wake up and so shall you

[changingtheodds]

She doesn't know if it's a good idea to wait until late to leave. She doesn't know if she would be better off waiting for morning, finding an angel, not doing this at all

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[liberatechicago]

The Conrad is being watched as well, and Ruvin's exit does not go unnoticed by a man in an alleyway not too far away. He waits until she's gone across the street and then follows her into the park. He's quiet, but not too quiet and walks with an easy confidence, following her deeper and deeper away from the lights of the city.

[changingtheodds]

She stops. Starts. Stops again, listens to the footsteps behind her. It takes everything she has not to hammer the panic button as hard as she can and run like a wild thing for the Conrad.

But she can't turn around.

A scream in the dark scares twice as much as a cry in a lighted room. It's an old saying, she's used it herself. But she still won't turn around.

"Who's there? ...Is anyone there?"

[liberatechicago]

Two types of people come out of the Conrad Hotel: luxury hotel clients and freaks.

Ruvin doesn't look like a luxury hotel client.

The man keeps walking closer and closer, and his hand is closing around a small taser in his pocket. Can't be too careful with Wanderers.

[changingtheodds]

One breath.

Two.

Three.

Now.

She turns around, panic button in the hand close to her chest, the other hand extended palm-up, placating. "Please. I don't--there's no reason to be afraid of us. Of me. I haven't done anything. I wan't to go home, to leave you your city, if I could I would."