Still in the jacket - but he lost the jacket in the stairway.

Josh had the feeling of being plunged into ice and fire at the same time. His phone as gone. And with it his god like powers to change the world. And, more importantly at the moment: to change it back to how he knew it.

He had gotten rid of his jacket... when he had fucked Anna on the stairs. Right in front of Malik's door.

"Shit", he cursed, turned around and stormed out of the door. "What is it?", Anna called. He heard her coming after him. No time to wait, maybe Malik had ignored the jacket lying there on the stairs.

He took three steps at once, as he rushed down the staircase - and froze in his tracks, as he reached Malik's door, but couldn't see his jacket anywhere.

"Oh, fuck, fuck fuck!", he muttered. Anna arrived next to him. "Josh, why are you coming back here, I don't feel good about this. Let me do the talking. Maybe I can somehow convince the police..."
"Shh!" Josh held up his right hand. "Anna, I had a phone in my jacket, you remember, right? I need that phone. Need. More than anything else."

She looked at him, puzzled.

He sighed. "Alright, chances are, Malik took the jacket. So I'll get it back from him."
"Please, no, Josh, leave Mister Malik alone!"
"I don't have a choice."

There was one thing he knew for sure: Josh did not want to live longer than necessary in a world where he belonged to a group of society that was considered as "trash" and "animals", and was being in danger of getting punished by wearing chastity devices. And who knew what else? How had he fucked up this world so thoroughly with just one simple rule?

He rang the doorbell.