St. George, Utah. September 19, 1986.

*** Location: Chica's Party World* Time: 12:30 PM

The mop was moving from side to side in one place, leaving a wet trail behind itself, while "Billy" or Michael was holding it, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the same area of the floor he was mopping was already gleaming clean. Not only that, but the whole aloof look of the young man showed that he had unawarely fallen out of reality, lost in his thoughts.

„...I will find you, father. If not here, then somewhere else. I will-”

A long internal monologue of thoughts about William was cut short when "Billy" returned to the world for a moment, realizing that a puddle had already formed on the floor where he had been mopping, and feeling the stares of his co-workers: Yoaj and Randy, who were nearby. The young man, hiding his slight embarrassment, quickly wiped up the puddle as if nothing had happened and continued mopping the floor, but a little more hastily. He couldn't help but think of his coworkers.

„The people here are so genuinely nice... I don't deserve how well they treat me. I wonder, do they think I'm weird?-”

The train of thought was interrupted once again, but this time by...