Fwoosh.
A 6-foot pillar of dark red flames burst to life on the sidewalk outside the apartment. It lasted only a few seconds before fading back to the ground, but when it did, it revealed a red-haired, red-eyed figure wearing a black, knee-length jacket.
"Ugh... Spawn-point change?" he muttered, rubbing his left eye in irritation. "Already? It's only been a few months..." He glanced down at the sidewalk guiltily. "And now there's ash all over the sidewalk!" he exclaimed. "I thought I was past that stage!" At least there wasn't any on him this time. "Bloody h--" He interrupted himself with a growl. Hopefully, he glanced up at the building in front of him. There was something familiar about it, so maybe... No. Wrong street-number, wrong street name. So...
"Might as well look around first," he muttered to himself, teleporting across the street. He sulked at the ash it created for a moment before glancing up at the building. "... Chaos?" He blinked. Had the spawn-point only moved a few meters, then, to drop him outside the apartment building? He doubted it; he couldn't even calculate the amount of possible destinations on the planet. You'd need to know the exact number of square-feet of relatively stable, safe, dry land. It was extremely unlikely that he'd end up in the same country, even, let alone the same city.
So why did this place look so similar?
