We may have just lost another.

Ron has just stepped off the side of a tall building, according to the last post in his blog. For the first time in a long time, I feel remose for another. Damn you, you young idiot. Damn you! Why'd you have to give up and throw away the gift that is life?! So much effort was put into saving you. How dare you!

Well, fairwell, Ron. I hope you found peace.

I have returned.

Forgive the lack of updates, but a few things have happened since I last checked in.

I actually met with and discussed my situation with some of Fisk's agents at an public restaurant (I did not eat anything brought to the table, though). Fisk's policies have not changed, but they are willing to keep Lone Hunter off of me in exchange for all the information I have to offer. Names, places, strongholds, you name it. However, because I am not willing to go silent, they will not provide a safe place to hide me/make me disappear permanently.

The Black King has been on my trail double time, driving me along without pause.

I've been told that Lone Hunter and his new party are not far behind me. He'll probably let in on the details, himself, though.

While encounterng The Black King himself near a small patch of trees, I was saved by a large man clothed in all furs. He's sleeping on his cot across from me right now as we hide out in his sanctuary in a cabin in the woods. You would think that this would be absolute suicide, but I have not seen any sign of The Black King while here.
He says that these conditions are temperary and that we'll have to move on soon.
I don't know who this man is, but he has been on The Other Side. I recognize various bits of trees, leaves, and such from His domain. Who is this man? He won't reveal his name to me, alas.

Funny coincidence.

Lone Hunter claims he just got off the phone with a federal agent. So did I just now. They said they'll protect me from him if I give them all the information I can offer and stop spreading awareness of The Black King.

Well, readers?

Return from another descent.

As Lone Hunter has let slip, I returned to Boston. That's the truth, I did. I needed to go back to The Ruins one last time. I needed to find some clue as to where I could find some answers. I'm leaving this dark place again now that I believe I have a lead.

Come and get me if you can, Lone Hunter.

Oh dear, I've been found out.

Yes, Hunter, I lied when I said I was heading for the mountains out West. Whoever said anything about Boston, though?

I could have a list of the pocket dimensions The Black King has made and I could be investigating anyone of them for answers as we speak.

Havens in Illinois:

Anchor
Andalusia
Andover
Aroma Park
Atwood
Barrington Hills
Basco
Belle Prairie City
Bethany
Bloomingdale
Blue Mound
Bone Gap
Browns
Butler
Dakota
Detroit
DeWitt
Dwight
Evansville
Ewing
Fisher
Florence
Foresti View
Fults
Garret
Gays
Godley
Grant Park
Gurnee
Harristown
Heyworth
Hinckley
Hopedale
Huey
Huntley
Indian Creek
Indianola
Irving
Irwin
McClure
Malden
Mark
Maywood
Murrayville
Nauvoo
Naplate
New Lenox
Niles
North City
Norwood
Oakdale
Palmer
Princeville
Rankin
Ransom
Riverton
Rock City
Roxana
Rutland
Any towns beginning with St.
Yale
Yales City

Havens in Wisconsin:

Now, it had been a long while sincs I was last updated on Wisconsin, so some of these may not count as safe spots anymore.

Ackley
Adrian
Almon
Baldwin
Bass Lake, Washburn
Cable
Cadiz
Cassville
Both Centers
Both Crystal Lakes (ironically...)
Deerfield
Delta
Drummond
Dunkirk
Edgewater
Fairchild
Forest (funnily enough)
Freedom
Gilman
Grover
Gumey
Hamilton
Harris
Hebron
Hillsboro
Both Hollards
Iola
Landland
Lakeside
New Hope (most towns with the word 'Hope' tend to be safe)
Oak Grove
Parkland
Pence
Phelps
Plover
Polk
Reid
Ross
Round Lake
Sand Creek
Scorr, Monroe
Sigel, Wood
Spirit
Wolf river