In a moment of weakness, leaning against the brick wall of another back alley, a thought crept into his mind. 'What if I quit?' I mean, really, what's stopping him? Everyone thinks he's some skeevy conman anyway, who'll really miss his business?

Sighing, he fished his phone from his pocket, the glow of the screen on his dead fish eyes, he texts the only person he could think of. The good ol' reliable Trailblazer, cus of course you had to have something good to say right?

"I'm really tired" "I wanna quit" "What do you think"

He watched for an answer, waiting, feeling the seconds tick past. He isn't sure what he was expecting, it's late isn't it? Where you are. Sighing, Sampo forced that little "mask" back onto his face, making him smile that mischievous grin.

"Maybe I should pay my good friend a visit, it's been a while.. hasn't it?" Sampo mumbled to himself, no rest for guys like him, he pushes himself off the wall and walks off with a little swagger in his step.

'Astral Express, here I come..'