[Voice]
It was so surreal, going back into that apartment. I keep touching where I know the glass was. I could feel the life leaving me.
I'd never been that frightened.
No... that's not true. There was the time where I thought I could never escape the Philosopher's Stone. Where I believed I was doomed to continue making the same mistakes and watching the people I love die for it.
It's not particularly comforting to know for a fact there is a fate worse than death.
Regardless, coming into that apartment was strange. There wasn't a drop of blood where I died, not a sign I had ever even been under there.
I need to find a new hiding place for it now, but that can wait. A place to stay is more important.
I...
...
...um
Is everyone okay now? It's still cold. Is there anyone that might need a roommate? I'm good at cooking, cleaning and chores, and I'll try not to be any kind of burden. I'm just... too scared to live alone right now... um... well, with how few places there are left to live, I thought it might be good to double up.