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Chapter I - A Job

Today is the first day in a long time I actually feel some hope.

The last seven months have been hard. Without work. Living off canned food. No heating for the winter. Living rough as they say.

The news today felt like I just won the lottery. A job. I didn't even care what it was. I would do anything.

Going to take night shifts as a security guard in a warehouse in the industrial district. Pays almost nothing. But almost nothing is already more than the nothing I have now.

I will hold to this like my life depends on it. And they even pay weekly. I still can't believe I'll finally be able to buy some real food.

Anyway, managed to block the window with the rug. There's still some sunlight leaking, but I'll have to get used to it. Sleeping days ain't easy, but at least they said there would be coffee there, which will help, a lot.

Okay, off to bed. Well, "bed", the floor is even worse now without the rug.

But I'll not complain, thank god for this.

Chapter II - A Long Night

I showed up on the warehouse one hour earlier just to be sure I could find the place. That was smart, it is much farther away then I thought.

I met Mr. Jacobs, the security manager of the warehouse. He looked concerned. I don't think I made a good impression.

He showed me the warehouse, the light switches and the radio. If anything happen I should radio him immediately. Company policy, he said.

The job is simple enough: arrive on time, turn on the lights, close the gates when the last employee leaves, patrol the warehouse every hour or so and, most importantly, don't fall asleep.

Mr. Jacobs was very clear about that. If I ever slept on this job, I'd be fired on the spot and never work security again.

I assured him I wouldn't, but he didn't look convinced.

He handled me the warehouse keys, the radio, a flashlight and then left.

I closed the gates after the last employee went home and now here I am, watching the sky getting dark.

Sigh, this is going to be a long night.