Allright, little mousy, welcome to the attic. Night.
I have a name.
*Click* *SLAM*
Alone again.
Hello, old friend. I've waited a long time for our paths to cross once more.
You!
That's right. You didn't expect to see me again, did you? When last we met, you left me on the beach in Kuala-lumpur, presuming me dead. It seems Irony is the sweetest nut of all.
