In the morning I met the crew working in the closest warehouse. They had names, but I dint remember those any longer.
The work was simple. We either packed the trucks with boxes full of stuff or took the boxes from the trucks and put them inside. Everything was labeled, so we didn't even have to think. It was very simple work, but depending on what we needed to move, sometimes very taxing.
I thought that maybe it will be just a day, and The Great One will take me from there, but no. One day turned into two, two in four, and two weeks passed before I knew it. The guys tried to talk to me but quickly stopped as I didn't want to answer any of their questions. I was just doing my job, and getting paid with a roof over my head and few bucks. I even bought some second-handed clothes, like I was suspecting to stay longer in that place.
