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*Dusk fell, and Ted left the house. The bus, the driver, the rag-thing, the couple. All routine. Tonight, he hummed a show tune (of all things) as he stared unseeing out the window, occasionally murmuring a few singsong words. Every night was a routine.* My time of day is the dark ti~ime...

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*Another shift over, Ted left Arkham for the day before it being day actually became an issue. As promised, he found an all-night electronics boutique, picking up a portable DVD player and a set of high-quality headphones. The former was for Sam, the latter for himself. He stopped also at the florist he favored, and at Ora's temple to leave a rose on the steps. From there, he walks home, leaving the bag from Digital Shanty by the door to Sam's room after fishing his headphones out. He takes a moment to look around the ground floor, but if he doesn't find anyone, he retreats to the basement before sunrise.*