That's true. I either stay trapped in the apartment for the rest of my life or go through the hole in hopes of escape. Great fucking options.
I got what I need. Clothes and stuff. Everything else I'm either going to have to put in storage until I get another place or sell to cover the damages. It's kind of funny. While I was packing up my books and stuff, I realized that I have a lot of the same kinds of books Dream!Me has and like him, I haven't read them since I moved in there. Kind of weird.