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New Life for Karl, Chapter 2

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One month later. . .

   Karl woke up from his bed as early as 5:30 am. He shook himself awake and got up. Karl stumbled to the showers and allowed the jet stream of hot water to flow around his body. The water is not scalding, but hot enough to make him really awake. It is another thing that he's missing out on when he's still living as a walking statue.
   The feel of water
   It was a curious feeling, really. It's neither disorienting or overly pleasing. It's just right. This substance that could cleanse anything, with the help of any cleaning substance, of course. In this case, soap and shampoo. Shampoo for his dirty-blond hair, soap for his body.
   The shampoo feels nice on his hair as he scrub it. Smells nice too. It's annoying, though, whenever it would make contact on his eyes at his first time using it. By then, he already know how to keep his eyes closed whenever it runs down his face.
   The soap is the same whenever it makes contact on his eyes, by accident of course. However, he feels the most pain when the soap makes contact on his scars by his left eye. Karl wonders at this too, since it shouldn't hurt since it's just a scar. Not a scab or an open wound. Probably the skin there is a bit more delicate or Karl's not used to being a human after this long yet. Maybe it will fade in time.
   Maybe never.
   The feel of the soap on the rest of his body feels, well, cleansing. No other words for it.
   Water feels that way when drank, too.
   Karl finished showering, dried himself, and put on his clothes on. He now made his way to the kitchen to make his favorite beverage. Coffee.
   He looked around the living room. His suitcase is still lying by the door, unpacked, since he only got this apartment yesterday. It's been a month now since he left the amusement park Castle of Nations. Most of the time, he spent living on the streets performing as a violin street performer, since Karl's reluctant to spend the money Rachel left behind when she was still alive.
   Money, another thing humans use for trade. In the Castle of Nations, they don't use money. They use tokens.
   Tokens.
   Karl's reluctant to use it because it feels like stealing. He feels guilt, not something he felt quite often. Something he never felt in a long time.
   Not since he murdered Rachel.
   Rachel has $700 in cash. After Karl learned that one of the plastic cards in Rachel's wallet is something called a bank card, he used it to access Rachel's bank account in a bank machine. Karl guessed the PIN by blind luck.
   Rachel's own birthday.
   Karl cringed at the thought that Rachel would be so careless at such things. When Karl read how much she had left, Karl was amazed.
   $50,000.
   Quite rich by the looks of it.
   Karl didn't use it until he realized that he needed it to survive. He rented this apartment.
   Now Karl is looking at a local newspaper to see what kind of jobs he could apply for since living as a human, he needed money.
   "Hm. . ." Karl looked at one of the ads for a local orchestra.
   "Violinists needed!"
   Karl smiled.
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Tigerach's avatar
YES. KARL IS A COFFEEHOLIC LIKE ME.

I FEEL SO SPECIAL.