Putting a gun against my own head

Ugh. How could I sleep so long, but not be rested? I woke up from a nightmare on Turtle's boat - I was pretty surprised, because I didn't remember immediately that I'd slept there. There were voices in the other room that I recognized - the Mage and Turtle. I spent a bit of time trying to clean myself up, and look like I hadn't been living in filth; I don't know how well that worked, but it's always good to clean up once in a while. I'm not a Bone Gnawer, after all.

( Nick, Thomas, and Sympathy for the Devil )

I headed back into the thick of things, intending to tell Scar immediately, but I couldn't bring myself for whatever reason. When I was back on the streets, I realized I was missing some of my warm clothes, left with Turtle. I'll need to get that back. I think I'll pull on what I have done on my parka, and sleep in a box and hope it doesn't rain.