Gregory smiled as the man seemed to take in every ounce of information. In all reality he was giving him pointers to stay alive yes, but there would also be the joy the reaction he would get when Mr. Tom found out about the truth and who he had really been spending the last twenty minutes with. Now he just had to decide how long he would give the man and if he wanted to take him alone or in front of the other mice. He always took pride in a show. A captive audience knowing that their time was coming to where they would be in the same predicament.<br/><br/>"IF you make it three days, I'll meet you back here around mid-night, it'll be the full moon and that's the night if you're not locked in a barrel than you better have someone to watch your back cause everyone comes out on a full moon." He said knowing that in three days his Maker would return and she would clean sweep the town for the next large delivery, after all, the  anniversary of the game was only a week away, they would be reliving their first blood bath. He hated the every decade anniversary, it was bad enough she demanded his presence for each century mark. This time though he had been instructed to bring his fledglings along as well.<br/>"Like I said my friend, I'll be on the east side, you stick over here on the west for the time being, give it a day or two and then try moving towards the south, not many go down there, mainly play grounds and an old dog park, they usually chain up the people who try to run away down there and leave em." With that he moved out into the shadows of the night.