Jason (1)

The space around him shifted. His gaze sharpened.

Otto looked around to find a familiar four walls, a floor, and the ceiling of his rented house.

His tension relaxed slightly as the familiar space enclosed him.

He had returned from the Golden Club meeting that had lasted a solid seven hours.

There was a lot to think about.

But Otto didn't have any time to ponder.

There were a few tasks he needed to get done immediately.

The first was, perhaps, also the most important.

To Otto, at least.

It even required him to briefly return to his virtual pod and enter his mental space.

He needed to calm himself.

To prepare his mind for what he was about to do.

Otto sat on the beach in his mental space and breathed deeply.

In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.

Because of his new, heavily enhanced constitution, his inhales and exhales came slower.