[ WP ] I looked up and thought `` Welp , looks like it 's time to move again . ''

Franky did n't like what he saw - the technicians were in his area again. He instantly recognized them by their bright red uniforms and the way they walked through the crowd disinterested, scanning people. 
 
 `` Welp, looks like it's time to move again'', Franky thought to himself. He was careful not to look at them directly or give any indication that he noticed them. Truth be told, he was n't quite sure what would happen if they noticed him, but he thought it best not to find out. Instead he acted like all the others and pretended to go about his normal mundane tasks. 
 
 As he caught the train home, he found himself increasingly worried. What if the technicians where at his shed? He had to grab it before he moved. It's the only thing that kept him alive now, that kept him sane. 
 `` How long have I been here?'' Franky thought to himself. He sadly did n't know the exact answer anymore. `` Maybe a year - maybe longer''. It had been so long since he talked to another person. 
 
 When he arrived at the shed, he was relieved to find that there were no technicians in the area, for now. Only the others walked about, doing their every day routines, greeting each other with their scripted conversations. He had heard many of them hundreds of times now, and could recite whole meetings. They never paid him any mind, and after a while Franky did the same to them. Just part of the background. 
 
 There it was - his most prized possession. As he held the framed picture he felt himself calm down. She always had that effect on him - made him feel relaxed and at peace, no matter what kind of day he had. Franky boarded the freight train north, he would find a new place and continue his search. It was for her he continued. He would find her, he would find an exit to this place and he would find her.
