Open (Anna's Master - finished)
All right. Dwelling on what he could not do, wouldn't do him any good. He'd just end up in an even more vile temper, and still not be able to change the situation.
Better to list things he could do. Lists were good - a simple organizing principle which, when employed, could imbue meaning on the most random of things.
1. He could pick a spot, and try to simply hide out until he was sent back home. The town didn't seem crowded enough that he couldn't avoid people if he really wanted. Safe, but boring.
2. He could look for whatever had killed Jack, before it got to anyone else - like himself. Oh, but he'd been so thrown to see Jack come back to life, he'd forgotten to ask the Captain if he'd seen what had attacked him. Well, that had been a brilliant move on his part. Whatever it was might be sated now. But Jack had looked so deliberately mauled - he knew all too well that kind of killer wasn't likely to stop with one victim.
3. He could try to walk out of the town, to see how far he could go.
4. He'd just passed a hotel. He could get lunch, and take a nap. Call this day a wash, and hope tomorrow sat better with him.
Actually, that last one sounded like an excellent idea. But he might try number three after that. He wandering into the hotel, hoping he could get through a meal without meeting someone who might want to shoot him on sight. He'd have to shoot them first - and the smell of laser on flesh would really kill his appetite.