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The Girl in the Office - A Short Story

Faith, Art, writing and learning are Tim’s passions. Tim loves working in education. He has a BS in Psychology from Albright College.

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Prologue:

The first part of the story was originally published in a compilation of mine. I never thought it was finished the way I wanted so I decided to revisit the story. In this new version I‘ve included the original story and picked up where I left off. I hope you like the story.

We have to talk.

The plan was to introduce myself to the new girl at work. Somewhere it went wrong. Now I’m running for my life through the woods. Up ahead she stops.

“What?” I said.

“Shh...they’ll hear you.”

I look around. I see nothing but darkness.

“They’re close,” she says.

I don’t remember her name. Suddenly she is up and running again. I get up to follow her but something grabs my leg. I’m kicking and kicking but can’t ease the grip. I look up and see the jaws coming at me. I roll over. Hit the floor. Only a dream.

I awoke dripping wet with sweat, my heart pounding in my chest. Bits and pieces of my nightmare Demon like creatures still lodged in my memory. I had never encountered demon creatures before and was glad the ones in my dream were not real. I got up, took a shower, and got dressed for work. I locked the door, got in my car and headed to work. I figured I would grab some food and coffee at the Wawa on the way into work.

When I got to work I sat my coffee on the desk and went to look for the new girl. I found her in the employee lounge. She noticed me come through the door. Her eyes opened wide. She jumped up from her seat and walked over to me.

“We have to talk

“Demon fighting?” I looked at her.

“What?” I looked at her. She had fear in her eyes.

“Don’t you remember last night?” She said.

“The dream? Well yeah. It was so vivid. It almost seemed real. I know I woke up this morning exhausted like i didn’t get any sleep.”

She looked at me. “It wasn’t a dream.”

I looked at her. “Are you trying to tell me what I experienced last night was real?”

“Exactly...You smelled the stench of the creature. Do you remember any dream you’ve ever had where you could smell something.”

I stood there for a minute and thought about the night before. The stench from creatures hot breath still filled my nostrils.

“You know you’re right….”

“Molly...my name is Molly.”

“Todd...I’m Todd. So, if what you’re saying is true then why me? I mean why was I there with you? I don’t really know you...well except since you started working here.”

I watched Molly sit there for a moment. Then she told me something which made my skin crawl. “Where do I begin?” She paused. “Well let me start from the beginning. I took this job because of you.”

I looked at her. “Because of me?”

“Yes, Let me explain. I am a light warrior. Before you ask I’m not an Angel. They are a society all their own and work under a higher calling than I do. But that is neither here nor there. I am trained in the art of demon

fighting.”

“Demon fighting?” I looked at her.

“Yeah, you know like in the show Supernatural but for real.”

My armpits started to sweat. I hoped she wasn’t going where I did want her to go. Still I had to ask. “What has all that got to do with me

Wait, you were the creepy girl with the black hair?”

Ok, now this is going to sound a little strange but bear with me.”

I shook my head which was about all I could think of doing at the moment. It seemed my dream of dating the new girl was about to really turn into a nightmare. “Go on…” I said.

“Well we have met before. When we were kids. Our parents got together several times.”

“Wait, you were the creepy girl with the black hair?”

“I wouldn’t quite describe myself that way, but yes that was me. Can I continue?”

“Yeah, sorry go ahead.”

“Well what I didn’t know was our parents spent the night discussing the details of our union…”

Time seemed to stand still. I looked at her. “Whoa...wait just a minute. Union, I’m not ready to get married.”

She started laughing. “Married, no,no...I’m not talking about marriage. I’m talking about a union of abilities. I have certain...abilities and so do you. The problem is you don’t know you have them.”

“Abilities, what abilities?” I said to her some skepticism in my voice.

She looked down at the floor then back up at me. “It is hard for me to explain it is easier to show you. Meet at the park after work. I’ll show you.”

She turned and walked out of the break room. I watched her go. I just admit for a nut case she was quite attractive. I left the break room and headed to my desk.

The rest of the day seemed to drag. Finally 3:30 came, I closed down my computer. I looked down at the desk there was a note there. It simply said, “Don’t forget the park.”

I looked around. Where had the note come from? I shrugged. “Not important.” I said to no one in particular. I got up and left. The park was not far. It only took me a couple of minutes to get there. I looked around. I spotted Molly sitting on a bench. I strolled over to her. She watched me as I walked over.

“I wasn’t sure you were going to come.”

“I debated about coming but curiosity got the best of me. Besides I got your note reminding me””.

Her brow wrinkled. “Note? I didn’t leave you a note.”

I pulled the note out of my pocket. “See,” I said as I handed her the note.

She took it and read what it said. She looked up at me. “I didn’t write this.”

“Then who did?”

“I don’t know but somebody knows about us.”

We looked around. I knew deep in my heart my nightmare from the night before was about to become a reality.

© 2021 Timothy Whitt

Comments

Timothy Whitt (author) from New Jersey on January 24, 2021:

Thank you. There will be a next part coming soon.

Timothy Whitt (author) from New Jersey on January 20, 2021:

Thank you for the kind words. There will be a sequel.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on January 20, 2021:

What a great story, Tim. It made me very anxious to read the next part.

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