"Rat" walked down the sparsely populated street and returned to the hotel that shone with splendor, the decor here reminiscent of the bustling district in Area Seventeen.
On the bright side, at least the living conditions in Fourth Neutral Country were decent, no more running around and sleeping rough.
He spread his limbs wide in a starfish pose and lay down on the bed, hoping to toss his current troubles to the back of his mind.
However, as he gazed at the pristine ceiling and the surroundings quieted down, those troubles seemed to rush at him all at once.
Just a few months ago, he couldn't have imagined that he'd join the Rebel Army, even earning the title of an officer. All the misery in his life started with the mysterious power that had erupted during his jailbreak.
