Ones and Zeros
When I woke up, I realized that it was in the middle of the night for the room that I was in was so lit that it seemed to be surrounded by a heavenly figure. Squinting my eyes as I got used to the light. I headed to the door.
It was one thing to wake up in a lit room that you could go blind for a few seconds, then it was another to see purplish stuff all over.
From the covers to the pillows. The mat, the walls, and even most of the accessories there, were all pink.
I frowned as I remembered that the last time I breached into someone's house, I ended up taking hostage the teen that I saw there.
Was this my fantasy, or just a coincidence?
I didn't know what to think of anymore. So gazing around the room, it looked like whoever lived here left in a hurry. They didn't even bother to pack even their family pictures.
This was odd...
In a situation like this, only one thing could be possible.