The Adaptive Game

"VECTORED"

- Conner

With key in hand, I unlock the door to my apartment.

I sigh and take off my shoes, but there's no shoe tray like there always is.

Something is off. Placing the groceries on the ground, I peek around the corner and there's no couch. No coffee table. No TV.

Where did everything go?

As I walk further into the room, I realize there is nothing here at all. Literally everything here is gone.

Except something like a cracking sound comes from behind me.

"Huh?"

As I turn around, a dark green haired guy has his knuckles cracking. It's my rent collector.

"Your suitcase is in your bedroom. Leave the property now or pay all 9 weeks of rent you've missed."

"I-"

"Don't take me for a fool! I asked nicely. You either have your money or take your clothes, toiletries, bedding and personal belongings out of here. I need my money as well and I can't wait so much."

This guy's name is Vector. Like the guy from Despicable Me if he wore a bunch of green and was a debt collector.

"I can't pay right now."

"Are you gonna hit me with that? I saw how much savings you have when I packed your stuff up. If you pay me right now I'll leave you be!"

"You took all my furniture!"

"It's with me until you pay up!"

He goes for the doorknob and begins to leave.

"WAIT!"

I put my hand on his shoulder and he stops in place. What a relief."

Did I give you permission to touch me?"

...

Vector decks me right across the face. Then he freezes and realizes what he's done. "S-Sorry Conner..."

He opens the door and slams it, then I hear him swiftly stepping down the stairs and leaving the apartments.