"Goodbye, my little neighborhood."

I took one last look around the small, moldy one-room apartment that had been my home, and then stepped outside to view the surrounding slum.

The time had come to part ways with the place that had sheltered my body for nearly a year.

The move happened as fast as lightning. 

There wasn’t much to pack in my tiny room. The only somewhat bulky items were my latex mattress, PC, and the capsule. 

I decided to leave behind the second-hand microwave and the small fridge I’d bought. Chris’s house was fully equipped with state-of-the-art appliances, so …