September 20, 2023
House of Franklin, Milan
Frankie stopped at a door, examined it for a few seconds and then smiled at DJ.
"This, is your room."
Toffee-coloured walls wrapped around half of the circular space whilst a large green window wrapped the other. Built into the walls were sections for the bathroom and closet, yet what made it so outstanding, similar to the welcome area, was the centre. Metal disks overlapped each other to create a pedestal to the bed, and plants of different species were decorated around.
"There's one problem I got, yeah..." DJ began.
"What's that?" Frankie asked.
"I have hayfever."
"You have hayfever? I can take the plants away bef-"
"I'm joking, relax." DJ said, patting Frankie's back. "This place is well nice."
He ran up to his bed like a child and sunk into the white sheets. Adam was happy, genuinely, that his friend was happy. This was what DJ had always wanted and now finally it was his. But at the same time, Adam felt overwhelmed by the whole experience. He knew that Frankie Flammia would be rich, but he didn't realise that people spent this much effort on just their house alone. It deserved to be in a museum, Adam thought, not to be lived in.
"OK DJ, we'll leave you to it." Frankie said. "Dinner will be on the ground floor in 30 minutes. I wish to see you both there."
DJ replied a muffled 'Alright' and the two other men traversed further through the corridor. In a similar manner, Frankie stopped at one of the doors, stared at it, and then turned to Adam.
"Here you go," he said.
Adam nodded and headed into the magical world of his new home - Same layout as DJ's but a few minor details here and there. The windows of the room were shut, but it didn't stop Adam from feeling a gust of wind sweep his body - Sending goosebumps to spread on his forearms. As if it was instinct, he fumbled around his pocket for his phone and facetimed his friend.
"Yo bruv, are you in your room yet?" DJ asked immediately.
"Yeah this is...I mean just look at this!" Adam said.
He switched to his front facing camera and gave a 360 tour of the entire room.
"Have you seen the bathroom yet?" he asked.
In a posh accent, DJ replied: "Yes of course, it looks magnificent."
"And that's not even the best thing," he continued. "Look at the closets."
DJ switched his camera to show Adam his closet - An entire room, draped top to bottom in designer clothes.
"Don't tell me..."
"Yep. All from Franklin my guy. I mean one of these jackets here probably cost like 3K and that's just one bruv - One! I could rent an apartment with all the clothes in here."
"Yeah, no shit."
The boys were gassed like never before but they reminded themselves to stay on task. At the end of the day, as much as they both liked to have a good time, they knew they had a job to do. They unloaded their luggage, got dressed and headed to dinner when 30 minutes had gone by. Their phones both lit up with a message detailing the exact location:
Unknown Number - Meet us at the colosseum outside, you won't miss it.
Us? Who else was there?
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Mystery / Thriller"He thought that this world was harmless, fanciful, but in reality it was just as sick and twisted as the environment he grew up in. Maybe even worse. At least where he grew up, the bad things didn't try and hide from you. But here, he had realised...
