CHAPTER 17: THE COMPANY FOR SIX

For the rest of the day, I searched Hernan's apartment for anything that might be useful to me. The exploration of his place was truthfully more out of boredom than anything. It was the first day in years that I wasn't able to pass the time in my dream sync room, and I found it to be incredibly difficult.

In a nightstand, I found Hernan's keys to his motorcycle that he kept in the parking garage attached to his building. Decidedly, Herman wouldn't mind if I borrowed it until I could figure out how to wake him. It would help me cover more area in less time, therefore making my search for his cure all the more effective.

I found a duffle bag in his closet that I decided would be useful at some point, and in the bag it self were a few boxes of 9mm ammunition. That's when I decided to frisk Hernan.

Having a gun would make me feel better, knowing that Thinker had henchmen that would attack me when I didn't expect it