Mark sat on the bar, Now covered with a sheet of clear plastic. He watched the construction works as they mulled about, they had a good portion of the tear out done, most of the tables are out and the walls have been stripped. Soon they would start with the walls and then the floors. Mark had been going through Tiles and swatches and wood pattens.

"Ah can't handle this shit..." Mark said as he looked out over the bar. He looked at the paperwork and the samples. "Seriously this is getting rediculous, now Ah know why Reeve wanted me tah get ah ghoul" Mark thought to himself.

Mark gets down off the bar and goes up stairs to his apartment. His new place still needed work but it was time to get the word out.

Mark saw that the furniture had at least been delivered. He sat down on his couch and began typing.

A letter to the Reeve


Mark sealed the letter and headed out to the Sundown.