Two hundred and two pages, and one hundred thirty thousand and change words of revision later…

I bet you never thought I'd finish, did you? Well, this is it. No more revisions on this story. I'm done pulling out my hair, counting and recounting bullets, nights, blood points, Nosferatu, Panders, Assamites, Shadow Lords, magickal effects, and Toreador sentries. There will be no more scouring my book of New York City sectional maps, at least in regards to this story. I'm done sifting through CDs, looking for just the right mood music to keep my mood focused on a sour mercenary, an irritating know it all, and a score of bad men while I write(and somehow, Heaven by Warrant doesn't seem to be the right choice, but I'm listening to it now, so you can all laugh at me and my haior band fascination). And K.T. and Erica finally got the hell out of New York City.

Looking back to the first draft, I started this project on September 26th, 1997. That's a hell of a long time to work on something that you'll never see one penny for writing. To be honest, I had finished what I thought would be the final draft about two or three years ago, but broke out the script just over a year ago now and did a massive, exhausting line by line rewrite of the entire thing. So, to those of you who actually got this far and finished the story(even though it might have been such a long time since you read the last section that you forgot all the characters and the plot itself), thanks. The reviews do make it worthwhile.

So thanks to Thor, who has reviewed every chapter of every story I have up on the White Wolf section, even though I haven't gotten around to reviewing all(or really, any) of the Werewolf story that I was originally all fired up to read. And, of course, thanks to Norm, who really helped me find a halfway decent writing style and agonized over four or five other drafts of this story(and really, if any of you ever got the chance to read the first draft of this story, you'd have a hard time identifying the two as being drafts of the same plot…). And thanks to anyone that actually reads this, whether or not you leave a review(ego boosts, however, are strongly encouraged…).

So where do Erica and K.T. go after this? Well, I do have the sequel, more or less, to this, but I'd have to go through another agonizing line by line rewrite(but fortunately, I'm only starting with about eighty or ninety pages, instead of an original hundred and thirty five). But if you really want to see them again and can't wait very long, they next appear(as far as the chronology that I pierced together shows) in Nevermore's story The Final Death for a cameo appearance, and again for a little bit in Gehenna. Their next big roles come in Le Bon Temps Roule, another monstrosity on the order of two hundred or so pages. Still, I enjoyed those stories, and this is a perfect occasion to shamelessly plug myself and my friend.

For those of you that have noticed, everything that I have written on this page can be connected. Nevermore and I have created our own World of Darkness, and reading all the stories may enhance, ever so slightly, your appreciation of each work. Granted, you don't have to read all of the others, or even any of them, but I just throw that idea out in case some of you were wondering what you could possibly read to follow up this beast. Besides, I never miss a chance to shamelessly plug…

"It ain't over til the Big Dog howls."

-Tommy Lee Jones in The Fugitive

"AwwOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

-Me, in my room