Around 2014, in a city in Canada, Token, managed to get an apartment thanks to a man of dubious origin, at the cost of meeting a face she had never seen in her life. It was a strange thing, but she couldn't reject it because of her poor quality of life, if living on the streets could be called a quality. Now, tired, and barely having any energy, she climbed the steps of the building where they headed to her long-awaited apartment, dragging her feet on the floor, she reached the door, and tried to open it, however, it was closed, as if someone had already was there, then, she knocked on the door and she spoke in a suspicious tone.

"Hellooo? Anyone there?"

Her big eyes looked at the door with fear and expectation, while she waited in the deep and uncomfortable silence of the neighborhood. She just wanted whoever was inside to let her pass, nothing more.