I went to my room with my winnings, thinking,<span style="font-style: italic">"that wasn't so bad."</span>Opening the sash window I sat on the sill; watching, listening to the people below, going about their business; lovers strolling hand in hand, people moving in the shadows, the dark side to this town was so obvious. There were a couple of drunks staggering to who knows where after their night in the local clubs. Looking down to main entrance I noticed Bronwyn come out, maybe for a late night drink or a meeting, but who would she know in this town? I had noticed that she had arrived just before me into this guest house, "none of your business wolf" I said quietly to myself.<br/>I looked around for a moment, then dropped from the sill to the ground, even though my room was on the first floor I knew that I wouldn't be hurt as I had jumped from higher places in the past, I walked to where my little motor-home was located outside the club, a parking ticket was on the screen, taking it off I opened the drivers door and jumped in. I sat there for a few minutes, watching the night sky as the clouds moved across the near full moon, I knew that I had to find somewhere quiet and secluded quite soon, because the nights of darkness would soon be upon me.<br/>Starting the engine, I pulled away from the club and drove for a little while towards the edge of town, I came across an old house with a 'FOR SALE' on the fence outside, I pulled my truck into a small, but overgrown driveway and turned my lights onto full beam, I stepped from the truck, taking a flashlight with me, I walked the short distance to the front door. Looking through a small window to the side of the door, I turned on the flashlight, I noticed it was in pretty good shape. A voice behind me said, "Excuse me sir, may I ask what you're doing?" Turning, I looked straight at one of the local cops, "I'm just checking out this house, I'm thinking of moving in around 'ere, what dya think bout the area then?" I asked as I walked back towards the cop, he went on to tell me a few things; things that I had already worked out, he asked for my driving license and registration, which I showed him, "Strange thing sir," the cop said, "you only have a first name, no surname why's that?" I went on to explain that I was in the military, showed him my ID, and I have amnesia, "can't remember a thing," I said and laughed. The cop accepted that and wished me luck with the house hunting after checking out my story, he then left.<br/>I felt a tingling feeling on the back of my neck, as if I was being watched, I swung round and looked into the darkness, I thought I saw a shadow move across the neighboring house rooftop, but I couldn't be sure. I got into my truck and drove back to the guest house, with a single jump I was back on the sill and climbing into my room, peace at last, laying on the bed, I watched the shadows on the ceiling.