There happened something strange with me inside the dark hole. Rosanne and I were taking uploads as if our live depended on it. Every memory was directly followed by a new one, streaming through my mind. The box seemed to be bottomless. In the end I becàme a monkey. It was great to jump around and to scream as if I lived in the jungle. It was luck, that the apartment was almost completely empty. So nothing could break by my jumping and running. I really must have behaved like an animal. We no longer had feeling for time. Eating, sleeping, uploads and playing monkey. It must have looked like that. I would love to review myself in that hole.

I was just eating a bit, when I heard the key inside the lock. It scared me the a lot. I quickly dived into the side room and left the door ajar. A fellow walked to Rosanne who was just lying peacefully on the ground, pretending to nurse a young monkey. He reached out for her and turned her around. I sneaked out of my shelter and crawled towards him. Every muscle in my body was stretched itself. He curved above Rosanne and I was ready to attack him from the back and slam his head against the wall in full power. At that moment he stood up and saw me. I think I would have killed him if he didn’t show me his ID-card so quickly. It was the man who arranged this apartment. Rosanne gestured he’s okay. I relaxed a bit, while he told me this place wasn’t save anymore.

We had to leave. I started to trill. My knees bowled double. It didn’t stop, I no longer had control over my body. As in a dream I stumbled to my backpack and carefully followed Rosanne. My body was recovering slowly, but I got very scared when we came outside. Such a bright light and what an overcrowded mess on the streets. It made me shrink completely. Rosanne walked in front of me and I couldn’t think of something better than to follow her as a zombie. She seemed to know the way, because we found a spot in a park, where we could sit without being seen by other people. We didn’t say a word. I lied down and fell asleep slowly while the sound of the city because less and less important to me.

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