this guy is the epitome of a creep to be one hundred percent honest but somehow strangely likable at the same time. apparently, though, he's some kind of surgeon or doctor and i had thought to use him in order to get the damn reactor out of my chest. the plans were in the works, even. but after getting ripped through the darkness and coming back without it, i suppose there's no reason to get it done anymore. i promised the guy a hefty pay, though. i might have to keep good on that word since it's not his damn fault the darkness swept me up.