Nightshifts are tiring, surreal, but fun.
Stopped a few more drives.
Issued a few more HORT/1's.
Patrolled around a bit on a 'tour' of the less desirable areas of the sector by night.
Rather unbelievably did my first suspect interview at 03:00 this morning, which the seargent suddenly dropped our way. Suffice as to say my head was spinning, but it didn't go too bad. I think.
Now I'm back home and ready to go to sleep.
Breakfast news is on in the background.
The world is stirring and moving, and here I am winding down.
This will take some getting used to.