Who needs sleep, anyways?

Defiled Shepherd managed to keep me up half the night with constant chatter in my head and by going through my memories. He is very talkative and inquisitive.

Oh, and he can give me headaches when I badmouth him. Really not liking that right now.

I managed to get a good 3 hours of sleep before saying "fuck it" and downing some caffeine.

On a slightly less personal matter, some people are going through the hotel asking people questions. I don't know about what, yet, but apparently at least one of them is MI6.

I've got a bad feeling that I might need to let Defiled Shepherd take control for a little while soon.

I've got maybe five, ten minutes before they knock on my door.

I'll post another update once I find out what they want and why they're here, if I can.