Chapter 2: My Brother's Keeper

While you are all driving Wyvern dips into a coma and starts a matrix search of the docks. Her fingers twitch and her closed eyes move around as if they were open.

The scene is uncomfortable as everyone watches Lu come back with some syringes and tubing. He already looks like drek from overcasting his spells but as the blood drains from him he looks even worse.

Cheese eye grins as he is given the blood. He seems to savor every drop. Finally he says, "People think drinking blood is only for vampires. But we ghouls like it too. But it's not enough. We need to eat flesh too..." He then closes his eye for awhile. The inside of the van feels stifling hot.

Wyvern comes out of the matrix. What seems like days for her was only an hour in meat space. She feels a bit slow back in her meat bod. She begins flicking some AR images to all those in the van. "I was doing some sat map research around the Port of Tacoma. I found some possible locations. Since we are looking for a doctor I was looking for medical supply AR tags. I found 6 different locations that had regular or semi-regular deliveries. That might be a good start.

Cheese eye opens his one good eye. "Your looking for the good doctor right. Well, we ghouls have been talking about him. He has become the boogeyman of the community. Takes us and experiments on us... hard to know what is truth and what is fiction. All I know is I was trafficking some, um... goods... in Tacoma. And I see a ghoul the size of a troll come outta nowhere. He kills two of my compatriots and does this to my eye." He says as he points to the cheese eye.

He holds up an old comlink and flicks through the AR images. He stops at one of the locations. It was somewhere near hear. Maybe try this one. The AR reads Dignity Health

Des looks taken aback at Checkmate's outburst. His face becomes rigid as he realizes things are not looking good for him.
"Well... umm..." this is the first time he seems at a loss for words.

"Frag it. I'll take you to where they are. But if they see me I'm dead. Ghouls don't take kindly to traitors in the ranks. We all gotta eat. These guys are fierce, not like the feral guys out of their minds with hunger. There are three of them. They live for the hunt. And they like infecting people for fun. So, uh, don't get bit."

He starts playing with his old crappy commlink. Then flicks a location up into the group AR. "This is where they'll be in the morning. They are probably out now hunting" In drone view you see what looks like an abandoned house with two stories. The windows are boarded up.