Silent Deception

Chitter,Chatter!!!Bang!Bang!

The alarm rang the life out of me the next morning.Through the slit of my eyes I checked to see what time it was...0615....you had to be friggin' kidding me.Not really sure how I got to bed but my damp pillow hinted that I took a shower before I hit the sack last night.He said I should go to the Doctor and get this "selective amnesia" (as he called it) checked out but stethoscope hangers were not my favourite people.I agreed nonetheless to get him off my back.

In a swift motion of disbelief and deep regret that today was a Monday, I got ready for work.Work to me was not like what it was to other people.Work was like a bad science project I had to endure everyday.I was the specimen and my colleagues were the amateurs pouring chemicals on me to see how I would react.Then there was my Boss "the head scientist" who would partially watch what the colleagues were doing to the specimen whilst flipping through Sports Illustrated with a magnifying glass.Everyday was the same routine and today was no different.

I walked into the "lab",got to my cubicle and fell into my seat. "Rough night huh,"Randy smirked from the cubicle behind me.I threw my hands in the air and slouched my head forward.And that was that.Randy was the one human in that office that actually tried to have a conversation with me but just couldnt grasp that I had no care for him,his conversations or the existence of humans in that office.While he found me alluring (which was always weird) everyone else saw me as an oddball,an office hermit,a pretty zombie and lately, a stuckup bitch.They couldnt figure me out but that was okay.I preferred mysterious to predictable.

"Bees knees......five hives"
I mumbled underneath my breath toying with a yellow paperclip.I usually dont pay attention to office chatter but today,well,today was different day.Im more of a military worker.Focused on my daily mission and just my daily mission from nine to five.No hellos,no lets do lunch and certainly no goodbyes.However,today was a different day.I was paying more attention to chatter than a lion stalking a gazelle.Then the conversation I had been waiting for began."Did you hear that The Habit is back in town?" "Iv had my locks changed just to be safe" "How come they cant catch this Habit" "I heard The Habit is an immortal" "The Habit is overrated" "I think I saw someone who looks like The Habit" "Yal need Jesus"

Back and forth the conversation went.Some of it intriguing,some of it hilarious but most of it outrageously stupid.I leaned in towards my computer to reply the dozens of emails being forwarded my way and that's when I felt it.

A cold rush of liquid down my spine.I tried to move in my seat but I felt glued.The cold rush was slowly turning into molten lava.I could feel it burn through my skin past my bones and straight to my soul.

I slowly turned my neck and I saw it from the corner of my eye.Momentarily everyone in the office froze in position except me and him.His eyes bore into mine,unblinking,unflinching.He had a maroon executive pen wedged between his teeth.I could see the corners of his lips curl.Then the pen dropped from his mouth in the dead silence.

I took a deep breath,closed my eyes for a split second and when I opened them he was gone.The office was empty and the cleaning lady was pushing her trolley up the aisle.I looked at the office clock and it was already six in the evening......