Dead.

Im dead.

Im in Florida, and im dead.

So much had happened recently that certain facts had'nt really had time to settle in. I was now in a foriegn country with false credentials, a new appartment, wasnt allowed to contact anyone from my mortal past...

...and i was dead.

It was no good whining about it, i had to get out and see what i could make of my new world. So hitting the streets, my beast was on alert...but Florida is rather big, and Kindred relitivly few.

My sire, before sodding off, was gracious enough to tell me a little about the Covenants, but how the hell do you find one? Someting told me that the local 'Business Directory' wasnt going to be of much use. Perhaps the Prince could shed light on it, but was this the kind of thing you bothered a Prince about?

Man, being dead was hard work.