Before I could open my eyes, I could tell that I was sleeping on clean bed sheets.
The fabric softener was lovely but not familiar. I could smell eggs, freshly toasted bread, and ginger tea just as I liked it. I had to be dreaming, but it was such a pleasant dream that I did not want to ruin it by opening my eyes. The sound of a spoon dropping prompted me to open my eyes. Something was very wrong. Nothing looked familiar, and a quick inspection revealed that I was in someone else’s clothes. Panic started to set in, and the next thing was a soft knock on the door and then footsteps. By the time I was aware of what was happening, I heard a man who was probably on the phone talking about an indoor air cleaning system and that he was expecting an HVAC technician in an hour. Had I been kidnapped, and why had I passed out again? He went on about a previous a/c care program and the wonders it had worked on his air conditioning install. It must have been because the high air quality was evident. I forgot about my situation for a second and started wondering if the local service provider had done the ductwork cleaning in our apartment building. This man must take a/c care seriously because if his conversation was anything to go by, HVAC maintenance twice a year. I barely remember replacing my ac filter. Or maybe he was an air conditioning expert? Was that the sound of an air purifier that I had heard? This man knew more about HVAC and sought after quality ac service. I was confused, and my body felt weak. When I finally managed to open my eyes, I was shocked to see an all too familiar face.