Another busy day at the office. He often often dreams about the vast grassy plains where the wind touches his face and fills his nose with the fresh scent of nature, a calm overcomes him and he would drift of as he lies there in the grass, forgetting the world around him. The earth would caress his body and the cool breeze would lighten his worries, but as a coffee mug was put down on the table, reality had pulled him back.
Without remembering any of the words spoken in the meeting at all, he stood up, tighten his tie and spoke after remaining quiet.
“That concludes our 5 PM meeting” His tiresome yet stern voice commanded, and he left as his last word was uttered.
Any one in the room had close to no right to judge his character. He is the CEO after all, and despite his attitude, he delivers and fulfills this role truly. Though ever since his father had passed, there were words of his incompetence in the matter, but of course he proved to be as vicious as his father and thus not to be undermined with.
He walked into his office, pass his secretary, who was stationed right in front.
“No more calls or meetings”
He said and opened a window and lit up a cigarette. He stared outside, his office windows facing the park where women and children were playing, freely. As a child he felt chained down to his studies, yet he does not despise this decision that his father had forced down on him. He was well educated and lived a life some would wish for. He could go wherever he wanted, buy whatever he wanted, even whoever he wanted.. But he never felt relieved of his chains.
He grabbed a bottle from his desk, a fine vintage, and poured it for himself. He drank it down as the cold rocks touched his lips and the warmth filled his throat and chest. This is the price I pay , he thought to himself, ever still the alcoholic-virgin due to his fast recovering.
Time passed and it was late at night.
The park his office oversaw, was lit by streetlights and couples visiting having a romantic picnic. This city was still ever as bright, even brighter during the night. There were always office lights still on, illuminating the city, late-night shops, restaurants, choirs, adults, teenagers. Much brightened the city, but some places kept being in the dark.
His secretary had left, some still remained in the building burning through their late-night hours. But he left to go home, a place he often forgets about. His footsteps echoing through the empty lobby as his made his way towards the big glass doors.
“Good night, sir” the security guards said as they opened them up, while he lit up another cigarette.
He stepped into the car waiting for the chauffeur to drive him, he closed door, sat down and looked into the rear-view mirror to see the expressionless face of his chauffeur awaiting his command as to where his destination should be.
He looked away, lowered the windshield and blew the smoke from his mouth.
“Home” he said, and the car drove.
Minutes had passed and eventually they arrived at his front door, which, abruptly enough, was left open.
The chauffeur did not utter a word, out of both respect and fear, as soon as his boss had left the car, he drove off peacefully.
He walked in, seeing a body right in front of him laying down on the floor which was reddened by presumably to be,blood. The lights were off, which he had turned on as soon as he noticed. Dirty footsteps were visible, it seemed like there was some sort of struggle here. There were hardened muddy marks on the floor clearly instigating that one person arrived here earlier than the other two, but then where is the other body?
He walked in further into his living room, only to see some creature still in clothes wet from the rain with a bloodied mouth. The other body was located on the couch, which was formerly beige of color.
“ I see you’ve done some.. re-decorating” He said cautiously yet unwavering.
“Can’t say I liked my sofa all that much, but at least it looked better before”
The big question here was, how come he wasn’t notified there had been an intruder inside his home. Surely the security-system he had put up would’ve noticed all of this, the only logical thing would be to assume that this guy had disabled them from outside, or perhaps lightning had struck causing everything to shut down momentarily. With his inhuman hearing he heard the back-up generator running, so something did happen, he thought yet had no conclusion as to what exactly.
He sat down calmly on the other sofa, poured himself a drink and for the intruder.
“If you’re here to kill me, you’ll find the result to be quite surprising”, his eyes locked on the creature emanating a demonic presence.
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