December 8, 2016

They were looking for a good place to drill a hole through the wall. “Are you trying to escape?” I asked. Apparently, they were planning to dig through the wall somewhere and install a fake wall in its place to create a hiding spot. “Can I join?” I asked, to which they accepted. Unfortunately for us, we were surrounded by 3 walls of concrete and a pane of glass facing a large garden. I told them that there wasn’t any chance that we were going to be inconspicuous.

We had drilled a hole through one of the walls to find a storage room full of packages in paper bags. A third person opened the door and pointed to me, accusing me of trying to snoop around. I asked him on what grounds he was making the accusation. “You do magic tricks!” he exclaimed.

We left the room and walked towards the road across the garden. When I looked back, I saw an elderly couple sitting on the porch. The old lady stood up and shouted across the field, “You mean so much to me!” and sat back down.

I followed my friend until we got to a hotel and started walking up the winding stairs. We had gotten to the 8th floor and I noticed that on one half, the rooms were labeled in Japanese. My friend knocked on the door before it opened for me to see someone watching television inside.