Owen? Jake didn't knew him. Rachel? Ivy? He heard enough rumors about them. And in his present position he didn't feel like testing if they were true or not. So he aproached the blue paperbag. It wasn't more than a rucksack which was filled up with newspaper. So that the bag was still here told Jake, that it still was quite early in the morning. The risk of getting detected so was low. But still he was careful. He investigated the hallway. For what he could say it was empty. So he did his second climb that morning. He felt it quite easy to enter the bag, but after he fell deeper the thought pops up in his mind, that he would have problems getting out on his own again. But for the moment Jake feels happy having found a more or less save place.
Then the time passed. One minute, five minutes, ten minutes. Jake had no idea of how long beeing already in that stupid bag. Finally somthing happend: Jake felt how the whole world began to move around. Knowing, that the whole world to reality just was a rucksack, Jake realized, that the paperboy had remembered his duties and started to carry out the newspaper. So what should Jake do now?
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