Now I remember what daylight looks like...

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It is still Monday, right?

Shit, I've just looked at the clock.

Chucking this up here rather than emailing everyone - it's faster, and I think I need to go and sleep fairly urgently.

Things to know:

Iceland: Belated, I know, but I was waiting to hear back about a couple of things. Not a lot to add beyond what Strange and Romany have been able to tell us. You might be amused to note hear that among the things I turned up in the aftermath was a report written by some little fuck recommending declaring all the Firefountain enhancees national assets of Iceland, and basically drafting them. Stupid bastard didn't realise that his immediate superior's daughter is a mutant, and the guy didn't like the precedent, so the paper-pusher is now a toilet cleaner. Either way, I don't think we need worry too much about anything biting us on the arse there - there're people over there who'd love to re-activate it under more controlled conditions, but since all the experts say that that's impossible, I think we're safe enough.

Mistra: Dom and Culley are away. Dom's checked in a couple of times - nothing yet, but sooner or later she's bound to turn up something. I've head from Culley once, but I'm not expecting him to call in again for a while - I want him to stay as off the radar as possible. Slower, but safer. First place he was checking looks like they cleared out in a bit of a hurry though, which is interesting.

Disappearing children: it turns out that I'm not good at feeling completely fucking useless, and have been largely compensating by looking for things I can do, hence locking myself away and working on other things, except when Romany makes me eat. Is there anyone nearby that needs a serious beating? That'd really help my mood.

I sleep now. Wake me if, I dunno, aliens invade or something.