Dawn.

It's been almost a full twenty-four hours since I woke up in the secret lair of Mrs. Yvonne Reed. And now, after a little healing, a little resting, and a lot of planning, I lie on an abandoned rooftop with binoculars raised, watching the activity in the Amber City Botanical Gardens below. I'm wearing fresh clothes: a navy blue suit and coat with matching hat and tie. I have a nice supply of new equipment, too, thanks to Yvonne's resources. But out of everything, it's the hat ...