Leaving (Part 2)

Keith watched as the cab drove away; he wanted to make sure it went away. He sighed as it disappeared beyond the trees in the distance. He had made his choice; this was his body now. It was just a mater of where he was going. He didn’t exactly care where, so long as it was far from this city and that taxi. He found the tickets in one of the bags...New York. It would be a long flight, but it was was pretty good fate that he’d be going back here. New York was his home; it where the company he worked for was centered. He wondered if he could get a job there still with this body. What was this body’s skills? Or it’s training? He didn’t know. Surely, he still had plenty of his own attributes, but without the resume to back it up, he just didn’t know what he was going to do.