New Years Day

“Hello…Hello…Rob, where the fuck am I?”
He had his leather jacket laid over his body; he was fully dressed and was lying on a bench in a very dark room. He was unpleasantly cold. He got up from where he was positioned and moved in a direction, which he was familiar with. This man had been in this place before. Discovering several stairs he decides to move down them gradually. If he moved to fast the man might have fell and his journey would have been finished. As he got to the bottom of the stairs he found a place he had never visited before. He did not have time to experience this new world; he was tired and couldn’t see the end of his nose. He was freezing and found what he was looking for, more clothes to cover his shivering body. He established his way back up the stairs. He went back to the bench and slept.