After his work shift ended, Terrance spent his time walking home. This city was nothing like the one he'd been raised in. So many people, so many lights. It almost felt like a dream, or a nightmare. He couldn't decide which. He did know he preferred to walk through the many busy streets instead of taking the crowded and smelly subway the eight blocks it was between his home and the library. It took a while to walk, but he couldn't have cared less.

Terrance walked past the little homes all squished together, all similar looking. He paused in the spot between his home and the one next to it as he just looked up at them. He liked to think he was cold and easily adapted to all of this, but it really was just all too strange no matter what he thought.