Sometimes, when Scorpius sits on the stained mattress, looking at the piles of unwashed clothes, rubbish and old papers, he gets the feeling that he has missed something important. There is a slight tingling in his stomach, a trace of excitement, and as he often does in such cases, he reaches for the small device lying on the floor next to the mattress.His hand trembles as he holds it out, a faint echo of the fear he felt since then, the fear of being tracked down and locked away yet again. The phone almost slips from his fingers, but he manages to unlock the screen with his fingerprint, holding his breath and controlling the trembling in his limbs for a second.