There was a knock on the small plastic hatch leading to Caldwell’s capsule and the sound of scurrying feet. The sudden interruption caused him to spill part of the vial’s contents down his chin. What the hell? Who or what could that be? It was definitely human. His capsule was at least six feet off the ground on the third rack no less. At first, he couldn’t quite believe his ears. This was the first time anyone had ever knocked at the capsule door. There was an unspoken code of privacy among the clientele and capsule hotel staff, such that they existed, he’d never seen one, would never knock on a capsule hatch when it was occupied. That was tantamount to a gross invasion of privacy and a sure way of reducing life expectancy.

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