I was in the squat, they always seemed to me like buildings from third-world-countries; but you have to do with what you have. There was one beautiful room with a black sofa (I always wanted a sofa in my room) and no tv, a drying rack, some music boxes, clothespins, etc. But the sad thing was that the room belonged to someone else. Ramses told me I could stay in the room (but that is something else than having it yourself), so I stayed. I enjoyed the room till the moment came the owner came home, I locked the door so I had to open it of course and he came inside telling me it was alright I used his room, what a relief!

At the front of the house there was a monster, I always feared the day would come that the minions of Cthulhu would be released (and still I do...