Sleep.

You decide to sleep, setting up a simple warning snare to keep yourself from being assaulted in the night. This close to the Bridge, the Brighthome Rangers still keep the law, but you'd rather be cautious.
{if Corruption < 50
}Your dreams are normal enough that you do not remember them.
{elseif Corruption < 75
}Your dreams are filled with visions of orgies, of being restrained for the pleasure of an endless sea of demonic cocks.
{else
}Your dreams are an endless bacchanal of sexual debauchery, in which your body is used in every imaginable way, and several was that are unimaginable, pushing the limits of your ability to experience pleasure and pain.
{endif
}