As the lights from nightlife Sacramento started making way to the countryside, Aïleen started relaxing a little bit. She thought she might still be in trouble, but she was getting closer to the Chapterhouse.
She had an appointment with a Gangrel scholar, and she hoped together they would be able to work out how to make a blueprint of some sort of the keyholes in the puzzling box going along with the torpid spanish elder. It made so little sense so far !