Well, that's because of the other two items in the box. One was a hotel room key for an Inn far from the one I was given earlier. The other was a capsule with some kind of brown herb in it.
The message I solved had this to say, basically: "This is the spare key to a room in a hotel. Take the pill. It will temperarily weaken the effects of The Mark above its base purpose (keeping yours' truly trapped in Boston). Then go to this Inn an hour after you have swallowed the pill. They won't be able to track you with The Mark for 6-12 hours and the room is on the third floor."
Well, Cerberus, you've bought me a little time and spared me from sleeping on the streets or a roof last night.. I don't know what to say other than thank you. Alright, Cerberus, you have one day starting from the minute I press Publish Post to get back here or I'm going to have to take things into my own hands again, even it is results in a Last Stand where I go out in a blaze of glory. Ugh, I hate being demoted to Non Action Guy. Or is it The Chick I've become? While I wait I guess I can catch up on reading tropes. Maybe I'll make a Character Sheet for myself, Slice, Pete, Jakob, Cerberus, Black Leaf, and Al(x)ne.
By the way, Allen: loved your little freakout last night. As much as you love picking on Black Leaf, at least he was genre savvy enough to make for the roof the instant he knew Cerberus had given me something to aid me. So:
P.S.: Scheduled blog entry coming later today at 2:00 PM. I've been working on it for a while now. Most of it will be for newbies, but there's a bit at the bottom for veterans.