•Adventure Time•

September 10, 2021.

"Wait for me at the entrance." Charley nodded as his brown eyes watched Aerin go inside the HR's cabin. Charley heaved out a soft sigh and started to walk down the empty, alone stairs. It was late at night. Nothing was there except for cold, eerie stillness. All Charley could hear was the drumming footsteps of his own shoes. He stopped once he reached the exit and loitered.

The impatience filled Charley with a weird desire to tap his shoes on the white, marble floor as he leaned backwards, resting his back on the glass door.

Tap, tap, tap.

Charley quickly spruced up and peered around. It may have been Aerin or the HR. Charley loosened up once again as Aerin came to view.

"What did she say?" He asked. By now, the two men had started to leave. As soon as they closed the door back, The cool, pleasant air of the air conditioner snuffed out and morphed into a wave of hot, awful weather.

"Nothing. Just ordered me to turn down this file by the next Monday." Aerin and Charley halted, waiting for a taxi to hit them up at 11:52.

"I too have a Monday deadline." Charley opened the taxi door which stood in from of them and sat inside. Aerin similarly hopped onto the seat as an obnoxious odour of car freshener whacked his nose. He crinkled his nose and held his head.

The whole ride was just a mixture of Aerin sighing every two minutes, begging God to end his misery soon and Charley patting him on the back.

"Home sweet home." Charley paid the taxi driver and stood on the porch as Aerin unlocked the door. They stumbled inside and threw their bags over to somewhere. Turning on the lights, Aerin plopped onto the couch and gestured for Charley to do the same.

"Thank God, it's Saturday tomorrow." The job was hectic, to say the least. Sitting in front of the computers for eight hours may seem easy but it wasn't.

As soon as they closed their eyes to rest a bit, an ear-shattering sound of the window breaking made its entrance. Aerin flinched as his eyes opened almost immediately. Both of them stood up and slunk near to the place where they saw a small but heavy rock and a paper rolled around it. Small chunks of glass glinted on the floor. Charley, very consciously, made his way to the stone and picked it up, passing it to Aerin who raised a brow.

"I wonder what this is..." Said Aerin as he unrolled the parchment, carefully flattening it.

In a very screechy handwriting, the letter said:

__________________________

Go through the place,
That holds the dark legend.
If you reach on time,
The prize will be pleasant.

Follow the parchment,
If you dare.
But the journey wouldn't be easy,
Beware.
___________________________

"Okay, what the fuck." Charley was now behind Aerin as a scowl glittered his face. Aerin shrugged, crumpled the sheet and threw it over his and Charley's shoulder.

"Bullshit. It's so cliché." The next few days were a bit unusual for the couple. They constantly kept getting the same document again and again. It was the end of the week already and, Aerin and Charley were now feeling the discomfort.

"My God!" Charley gawked. "I think someone really wants us to go to the abandoned house! Isn't it exactly like what happens in the movies?"