Doors

Finally, out from underneath all those beds. My nightmares are ready, but where are your Guardians?

[ If the book answers back, she figures, why can't it answer questions? ]

The Mayor?

Well, I give up. The creepy self-writing book stays.

[Public; Anonymously]
If I'd known just keeping him out of his door would be enough to destroy him, I would've taken far more pleasure in it.  Who knew cops could be so weak? Or maybe his city is just that fucked up?

[Locked: Nico R/Leo G]
Gotham's for the taking if your guy's interested. Gordon's a weakling.

Left on Daniel's doorknob


[Wren]

Mardis Gras in this city. I think we both need joy, no? Come with me. [A scribbled phone number and an address of a not upscale but not totally skeevy bar]


[Public]

What is the best bar in this town for Mardis Gras? Recommendations for the best Fat Tuesday Vegas has, please!

A users manual, maybe a map, hell, even a 'welcome to' letter could have come with this thing. You'd think someone got the hint after I threw it out the first two times.