Today is February 1st, 2055, and that means it’s been a month since I’ve been locked up in prison. I’ve been frantically counting down my days in this lonely cell, yearning for the refreshing sense of freedom that awaits me just on the other side of these bars. In just one more month, when I reach a rating of 3.0, I can finally return to my normal life in Rostov, Russia. Despite this small sense of hope, I have come to accept that my life probably won’t be normal for the time being, or maybe even ever again due to the fact that as I return to the outside world, I’ll be ostracized by the rest of society for my actions and consequential low rating. This is the story of how one mistake caused my life to spiral in just a few minutes.