Rena brought home a baby.

The apartment was redone. The kitchen expanded and we good green railings and marble floors, new cabinets, and a red stone decoration on the railings.

I'm in my bed and it's become an elevated version of our porch at the 125 house. It's early in the morning and there's a thick grey air surrounding me, cold with the beginning of winter. I'm laying on my mattress looking up at the sky and the trees, I can feel the wind picking up and I watch leaves and acorns fall onto me and my bed.

"How am I going to make it through the winter?"

Rena is safe and warm with her new baby below me in her indoor bed. She's on Skype with someone from West Chester who we went to high school with who is now permatripping from too much acid. I then transport to West Chester where I meet up with Tom and walk around a graveyard with.