[Trakadon]

Roalnd sat with his head on his desk at the the precinct. The day had not gone at all how he had hoped. He was looking forward to an uneventful day as usual but it seemed it was not to be. Though deep down he was a little happy for the change in his daily routine and the only thing he was really displeased about was that he used up so many of his weekly rationed cigarettes.

Roland yawned softly as he raised his head and looked around the office. "Huh? Esmun isn't here."