Thanks for the suggestions, people.
I just mashed up some commands together to make this update, so for ease I'm not going to mention them individually. You know who you are.
This note. It held only a few words in its pale paper confidence, but they did their job.
'Mort & Lyer's bookshop. Waste no time.'
And so you escaped your office, carpeted as it was in the shards of glass from the window and painted with the blood of a man you'd never seen before. Outside, a storm boomed its death throes.
And so here you stand, smoking a cigarette that fills you with all the joy of the grave.
This rain-drenched street glitters silently now that the clouds have passed on.
You stare at that door and those windows, peepholes painted dark with night, gleaming and taunting your indecision and fear. Your mood changes not a flicker. You've stood in this goddamn streetlight long enough.