These are the pictures I carry around in my jacket pocket, along with my money, extra bullets, a shirt and three more pairs of undergarments.

It's all I have left of my old life.

( Pictures )

While getting the supplies I needed, plus some much-needed food, I recieved an invitation to the "Winter Solstice" festival, hosted by Jason Cox. There was that name again. Alan had mentioned it before to me. Henry had seen it and looked very excited about the prospect of going and so had gotten a ticket of his own from the vendor. At least it was in the Red Light District where we were currently, so at least we wouldn't have to travel far to get to it.

I realised I didn't have anything fancy to wear and the invitation practically screamed "Formal wear". I found this one place and bought a slinky black dress, just fancy enough to wear to something like this, but still allowing for mobility should things get out of hand. Which is a possibility, given that Jason Cox is a vampire.

Hopefully, no zombies will make surprise appearances.

( Me in my dress )