I Want To Wake Up In The City That Never Sleeps
If it wasn't for the last minute, I'd never get anything done. I'd been planning to go to Boston this weekend but obviously it's not the time to do anything suspicious out there. So I figured it was as good a time as any to try the Catskills again and maybe actually make it to my first Kirkbride asylum. I thought I had some solid plans, but once I was already on the bus to New York, everything fell apart again and I was left scrambling. I sent out a bunch of messages to any explorers I knew in the…