I put one foot, then the other out of the cab. Behind me, my guardian of many years grunted discontentedly as his aching joints dragged our large trunk, carrying all of my few belongings, out of the trunk. I walked forward a few steps and looked around, this wasn't a luxurious building, but all the better to remain discreet in. However I still felt a pair of eyes looking on me from one of the apartments a short distance behind me. I didn't bother looking, not surprising that there would be a few curious eyes in this neighborhood. Thomas finally caught up to me with my trunk, I nodded to him and we continued towards the compounds entrance.

Once inside we were pointed towards our rooms by the landlady, who clearly found us two to be an odd couple, arriving late at night as we were. I didn't care, she would soon forget about us anyways. Thomas thanked her in his deep, quiet voice and we continued. As he was opening our door I realized that our neighbor was the apartment from whom I had felt eyes on me outside. Interesting, I thought, I'll have to keep an eye on these ones.

Thomas began the usual set up, first putting several layers of cardboard and black plastic trash bags over the windows throughout the apartment, then taking the most secluded room, in this case the bathroom, and creating a sort of "Bed" for me, for when the sun was out.

For the rest of the night I sat, leaning against the wall while Thomas sat opposite and stared at me. I didn't mind, it was actually sort of amusing, looking at him, if I allowed my eyes to unfocus just enough, then I could almost see his face as it once was, when he was much younger. Soon enough though, I could feel the sleep coming, I gave the old man a quick smile, to keep him happy, and walked off to the bathroom, where I covered myself in the sheets and blankets he had prepared for me. Then, I slept.