I had just woken up from a long bus ride. I got up and got off the bus, observing the strange city called Uncanny Valley in which I had chosen to live. I sighed and decided to go to a cafe; I was starving. I got there and sat at a free table. Soon, a strange man approached me, claiming to be a "house salesman" or something. Since I already had my apartment waiting for me, I tried to refuse, but the man, named Mayson, handed me his card and disappeared. I was extremely confused. Upon arriving at my apartment, I found it locked. I called the agency, and they said I wouldn't have my apartment until tomorrow. So, I went downtown to look for a hotel for the night. While I was looking for that hotel, Mayson appeared again, saying he had the "dream house" specifically for me. I politely declined. After what seemed like an eternity, Mayson finally gave up and disappeared again. My phone rang and I answered it, it was the agency, saying that they had solved the problem and that I could have my apartment today, I was extremely happy and thanked them, I hung up the phone and ran towards my apartment, barely noticing the people I passed by, especially a strange boy in black and red with black curls that were too long who calmly walked past me.