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Segment 6

Fresh day, fresh start! Hanging Hills doesn't look the same in day light though it's quite bright and nice. I reached my office which was like 15 minutes away from my street hanging hills. Something good like not my previous office which took me a 45 odd minutes to reach. People out there were warm. I met my boss Mr. Coelho, well he looked quiet friendly. The work and my duty was explained to me. First day went good in my office. Made 3 of my colleagues as my new friends 2 were Indian and 1 was from Britain. They were working in this office since last 2 years and knew quiet allot many things. Aisha, Zuber and Misty. I reached home and was too tired off my first day I planned to sleep but as my habit I went to close the curtains and there I saw something in the smog in the dark night in the corner of our street hanging hills. A man, old man sitting below the lamp post. I couldn't see him clearly as it was too dark but seemed that he was looking at my house at a stretch without moving his eyes for a second. It put me into thoughts but I soon closed the Windows and curtains and slept but next day was something bad, real bad that I came across.