As he was waiting , someone passed him , they were dressed all in black while carrying a duffle bag, the face was covered with a sort of mask. Fenrir recalled when Atlas told him something about two people who were wearing those kind of. He followed him with the eyes for a bit to see which direction he's heading to but he quiclky merged with the night darkness.
He felt a bit of chills when he passed him, something didn't seem alright about that man, but maybe he was an early bird going to gym right..
He got bored so he decided to head to the restaurant they were supposed to meet. There weren't really any transport methods other than walking on your own unless you had your own car. As he was walking he could notice the sky starting to lighten up and also people started to appear on streets.
There was no one else than him and a person ahead of Fenrir that was going the opposite direction but he was somehow coming towards him rather than seeming to go forwards. Why would you do that when is plenty of space knowing that they were the only people at that point on the street. Fenrir started to get a bit anxious about it when he noticed the person stopping by him, blocking his way. After few seconds of silence where both stared at each other , he started getting paranoic. What was going to happen with him, there's no reason for him to be stopped.
''I am sorry, may I know which way is Yotharia's district?'' Fenrir was somehow surprised by the simple question he got asked, he really went overthinking it. Now that he looked more at his face , he seemed like a nice, calm person.
''Yes, you're going in the right direction, two stations from here should be it.'' He looked in the direction the other person was heading to.
''Oh, thank you..'' he thanked but on an unsure tone, also his face wasn't showing any satisfaction.
Fenrir decided to ignore it and try continue his way, but when he turned his head to go he got stopped again.
''May I know what bus I could take?'' he asked but this time his voice started to be a bit shaky, it seemed like he was scared.
''There aren't many buses, sorry but I don't know what buses are these early, are you in a hurry?''
''Kind of.''
''Where exactly in Yotharia do you want to go?'' Fenrir kept questioning , he didn't know if because he wanted to help or that he was curious.
''Well not really in Yotharia, someone gave me it as a reference point..'' he raised his eyes from the ground looking at Fenrir.
''The whole district? As a reference point?'' Fenrir was somehow surprised and confused by him.
''It's next to another district I have to go to and because Yotharia is a known one...'' he stopped talking, he looked abit at Fenrir, he grimaced and walked away which caught him off guard.
He decided to ignore it and keep on going.
Not after long he finally reached the place where he was supposed to meet with the weird person but thought started to fill his mind. What if it's a trap.
He didn't know what to look for, he didn't know how he looked like but just then someone waved to him giving him a sign to come. He approached them carefully looking around.
''Do you want a drink?''
They were sitting at a bar, he was having a glass and it looked like he had some kind of alcoholic drink with a big cube of ice. He was playing around with the glass.
''I think I will pass.''
Fenrir was pretty suspicious about the whole thing so he preferred to refuse a drink from a stranger.
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PigSlaughter
Mystery / ThrillerI hope no one reaches this story This story is my attempt to a psychologic crime thriller, it contains typos and English errors due to it being my second language. A short weak description: Fenrir struggled for a long time with nightmares and intrus...