Archer entered the apartment after Logan and looked around. He was surprised to see how tiny it was. Even though it was a three-bedroom apartment, it was still smaller than any place he owned.

Saying it was easy, but the reality was hard to accept. Although he was slowly coming to terms with that he was now not Archer Brooks, but Archer Reid, the stuntman, he was still unable to adjust to the new life. Everything still felt like a dream to him and he hoped to wake up from it soon.

"Do you want to eat something?" Logan approached the refrigerator and picked up the bottle of water.

Archer closed his eyes when he saw Logan drink directly from the bottle. It was an action he never appreciated or encouraged. It pissed him off completely when someone did it.

"Can't you use a glass? Why do you have to drink directly from the bottle?" he scolded, forgetting his current identity for a moment.

"What? Why would I do that?" Logan looked at him as if he was a fool.

"It's rude to drink directly from the bottle, especially when sharing it with others. Have some etiquettes," Archer scolded him without hiding back, confusing him all the more.

"Archie, are you alright?" Logan scrutinized him from top to bottom. "What nonsense are you spouting?"

'Where am I stuck?' Archer closed his eyes in dismay. Pressing his forehead, he tried to calm down, ignoring the disconcerted Logan.

"I'm going to rest for some time. Don't disturb me," he commanded and traced the steps to his bedroom through the original host's memory.

Archer was surprised to see how clean the room was. It was beyond his expectations. Looking around, he observed the place thoroughly, checking every nook and corner of the room.

Archer was impressed. The original host was a meticulous and clean person. At least, he seemed better than Logan.

Once Archer was satisfied with the room, he lay on the bed. He was mentally exhausted and he wanted to rest before he put his brain to use again. And in no time, he slipped into a deep sleep.

Archer stood outside the funeral hall, bearing the push and pull of the crowd around him. It was the day his body would be laid to rest and he would disappear from the world. Only his name as best actor Archer Brooks would remain in the world.

Archer felt miserable when he saw Cade, Brenden, and several other familiar faces as pallbearers as they carried the coffin his body was in into the hearse.

Archer had no family. He had lost his parents when he was a teen. All he was left with was his parents' inheritance which was in billions. So, over the years, he made many friends to overcome his solitude, and seeing them shed tears suffocated him.

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Archer was touched to see Lisa, Morgan, and many more people he was in close contact with. How he wished to shout and proclaim to the world that he was Archer, their Archer, Archer Brooks. However, he knew doing so would seem atrocious and he would once again be attacked and thrashed.

'At least, let the funeral proceed in peace,' he thought and suppressed his thoughts.

Once the coffin was placed inside the hearse, they prepared to leave for the cemetery. The public wasn't allowed to attend. It was only the close ones. So, no one knew where his body would be laid to rest.

However, Archer wasn't a mere no-one. He knew where his body would be laid to rest. So, when everyone's attention was on the hearse, he slipped away from the crowd and returned to Logan's car which he had unabashedly driven without his permission.

Archer was certain that the main path to the cemetery would be blocked. So, he had to take a long route and when he finally reached the cemetery, he had to park the car far away. All the roads were blocked and no one unauthorized was allowed to enter.

The police were guarding the entrance. But that didn't stop Archer from getting in. Agile as a cat, he climbed over the wall from a side where no one was watching and entered the cemetery.

However, he had to make himself scarce. He couldn't show himself to anyone. So, he remained hidden as he waited.

Archer watched from afar when the hearse arrived. He knew he couldn't go further, this was the closest he could reach. He didn't mind it. Only his body was gone, his soul was still alive. He just wanted to bid farewell to himself.

The hearse arrived twenty minutes later and Archer watched everything from where he was. Even though it wasn't clear, he could still see and that was enough for him.

Everything happened quickly. Thirty minutes later, the coffin was lowered and he was laid to rest. Archer closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

From now on, there was no Archer Brooks. He was now Archer, the stuntman. When he opened his eyes again, he had accepted his new identity.

Archer didn't leave immediately. Instead, he waited, for everyone else to leave first. What if he got caught on his way out?

Leaning against a tree, he started counting sheep to pass his time. However, he was distracted halfway when he heard dry leaves crunching from somewhere nearby and he looked around, only to find Cade walking towards him with his phone held against his ear.

Archer was surprised. It was his chance. Cade had come to him on his own. But before he could make his presence known, he heard Cade argue.

"What do you mean it's locked? How is it possible?"

Archer didn't know who he was speaking to and felt uneasy listening to his dear friend's conversation secretly. So, he tried to move away, only to stop when he heard Cade mention his name.

"Archer is gone now. Shouldn't everything be easy?"

'Easy? What should be easy? What is he referring to?' Archer wondered, his body frozen in his spot as he continued to eavesdrop.

"I don't give a damn. Find a way to handle the mess. We are close, we cannot give up now," Cade hissed. "We have finally laid Archer to rest. It is now time to focus on other matters."

Archer's mind went blank and his body turned cold. Although Cade's words were vague, he more or less had a faint idea as to what was happening. A chill went down his spine when he thought of the possibility and he looked behind him.

Cade was still involved in a heated discussion and hadn't sensed anyone's presence yet. And Archer too remained hidden until he stepped in the dry leaves unintentionally. The crunching sound was especially loud in the silent place and Archer started sprinting for his dear life.

"Who are you?" Cade bellowed behind him. But Archer didn't stop, he didn't even turn around and continued running until he reached the wall.

With a quick jump, he climbed over and jumped down and the moment he did so, Archer woke up with a gasp.