Mitchel

To be left without means of subsistence in a huge apartment in the city center does not sound so scary, although it is more frightening than horror films. But to be left without money in a God-forsaken place is already like death.
Mmtchel, lost in thoughts about his unfortunate situation, walked from room to room in the old, dilapidated little house.
Yes, he squandered money. Yes, he lived to the fullest. Yes, he was an absolutely incorrigible rich heir, but that was no reason to send him here.
How to live here? What to eat? What to do? They even took away my car.
There are no deliveries here, no shopping centers, no restaurants – not even a single one in this wilderness. Even if you hit your head against the wall, it won’t make life any easier.
And suddenly, at that moment, a message comes on his phone.
Number unknown...
The photo shows a guy against a background of fields and flowers.
"A local or something?" Mitchell says out loud and clicks on the flashing notification.