1 Returning

On a cold, dark night, a man was walking on the footpath of a long road which was completely devoid of people. He was carrying a backpack which was bulky yet lightweight. He was very tall and liked to wear his favorite bluish-black t-shirt even though it was torn. All the shops were closed, except for one particular shop, from which a peculiar yellow light was coming. His attention diverted towards this shop, and he began walking towards it.

"What's that?" thought drint.

When he came closer to it, he realized that this was not an ordinary shop but rather a grimy room with an old-fashioned light bulb. The walls of the room were painted white roughly. He looked around and declared that this was empty. He walked out of the shop, not noticing a click near his feet. Soon he was back on the footpath and continued walking. A few seconds later, he could see his apartment nearby. He walked towards it and soon began climbing up the hard cold marble steps that led to a glass door. He pushed open the door and walked in.

There was an elevator big enough to carry 8 people. He took his hand from his warm pockets and pressed the ^ button. It flashed blue - his favorite color. He could hear clicks and thuds and then the elevator door opened. It was not clean. The walls were coated with grime and were sticky. Somebody had spilled water all over the floor which was covered in mud. The light above was dim and flickering, casting a creepy atmosphere around the elevator. After a few seconds, there was a loud beep and the doors opened.

He got out of the elevator, tracking mud all over the clean floor, and walked straight to a door marked 7-B. He put his hands in his pockets and drew a battered key. He put the key in the lock and with a click, the door opened, revealing a dark room with a marble floor and rough walls. There was one thing though- Everything in the room was symmetrical and neatly arranged.

He walked in and pressed a metal button on the wall and a bright light switched on, revealing the fact that everything in this room was a bit dusty. He slammed the door behind him and opened a door to his right, revealing a dark gloomy bedroom. He pressed a button on an alarm clock sitting on a bedside table and climbed onto the hard bed and slept.