I sit cross legged with my eyes closed. Meditating has become a form of relaxation and training, right now it's the latter. I hover 3 feet above the apartment floor along with various other small objects. They begin to move clockwise around me and begin to hold a consistent pace. The visions were getting easier to summon. I'm able to see the past, these were just memories broadcasted vividly again. Sometimes though, things yet to transpire flash before my eyes. This time was not the case. I see the death of that day, and I open my eyes. Everything floats back down to the floor. I uncross my legs and lower myself down as well. I look over at the mech suit and shake my head. It did not hold pleasant memories. I check my KAP supply after this recent session. My fears had come to pass, it was time to venture back into the city. Sector-2 has been good for me, I've grown my powers and become more at peace. Now I have to return to the city that exiled me. I grab my plasma sword and throw on a heavy brown woolen cloak. I inject more KAP into my system and teleport into the city sewers.