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"The apartment was good enough, and by that I mean I could probably could have lived there for about two weeks, that how small and awful it was. Two weeks is a short time for somebody whoam has grown up in a household like mine. I even think that they were rats. Miss Lainy was not very nice either... she seamd to hate the fact that somebody lives in her little hellhole, strange... perhaps she wanted to burn the apartment instead. To sum up, I was not exactly happy nor was I sad. From where I was standing, the rent and diposit I gave to Miss Lainy when I came, would be my last. That night, the first in Causton I laid on my unmade bed with a bottle of whiskey. I couldn´t sleep and I knew then my first impression would not be an success. But I had to much in my head.
The next morning I got up in the dawn, I needed to at least try to look like I had got some sleep. But it was not going to me easy, and what feard me the most was the fact that when I saw my face in the mirror I saw a resemblence to my dad, it was the first time. I drowned my head in the little, and propably ditry, zink in the small apartment. The water was cold and in the moment I had a memory pop in my head. It had been a long time ago and, probably a represed memory. I don´t remember what I had done wrong, but I do remember my dad hands on the back of my neck, he held me down under water until I almost past out. The memory got me off and I feelt how I had a hard time breathing. I shut of the water and backed away from the zink, trembling. I only have vage memories of what happen the rest of the morning. I do remember trowing up in the toilet and laing on the floor for what seamed to be an eternity. Somehow though, I succeded to get my suit on, cam my hair and get the tie on, not the best tie knot ever though! I leftthe apartmentin a hurry I remember that clearly. I had no time to feel nervous to meet the man my captain had choosen to send me away to."