Laying low, mostly. The Okhranka tried to imprison me for my revolutionary activities, but I escaped. I figured if I was going to take it on the lamb, why not do it someplace nice? Vienna has the beautiful blue Danube, fine music, Sachertorte! And the architecture! The buildings here are magnificent. If I must be in hiding, why not eat chocolate cake, surrounded by massive stone monuments to the corruption of the Habsburgs for inspiration?