[Dan Street - Black Gold Gang Apartment]
The vision gradually becomes clear.
What comes into John's view are his prosthetic limbs made of synthetic leather and metal.
"Hmm... Shit."
He wakes up alone on the chaotic bed, bearing the dizziness in his head.
It has been a long time since he indulged himself. Reflecting on what happened last night, it felt like he was endlessly falling in ecstasy and passion, his body heating up with friction, and his consciousness drowning in desire.
At some point, all the busyness and threats of death crammed in his mind were cleared away. After the pressure release, he felt briefly, truly alive.
[Good morning, Eden City, morning news...]
The emotionless broadcast of the host came from the TV.
