Powerless

II - SH

I remember the last notes in my previous diary. It was about this weirdest job interview ever. 

I had just finished high school and wanted to work for a certain company called SH. I didn't know what that meant, but both my parents worked there. I sometimes helped them finishing stuff they did and they always said "You should work there in our place." I just assumed I was pretty good at it. I never saw another talent in myself, so I just had to try. 

I came in there, and the guy behind the desk stood up and asked: "Do you have any special reason why you want to work here?"

Without thought I said "Yes". I don't even know why I said that. I had barely time to look what colour his hair was. I have regret this impulsive answer a lot in my life. 

While I looked down and nervously shuffled my feet, I heard him walking towards me. 

"That's good. That's very good." 

He sounded like a villain from a generic superhero movie, and I didn't dare to look up. 

"Tomorrow, same time, same place, your introduction starts. Stay quiet. Now go."

I didn't ask any questions. I walked out and went home, wondering what all that was about. And then I wrote what I just wrote. There my diary ended abruptly. But not this time... This time I write on. 

The next day, I went back to the SH building. I was convinced this was some kind of test. I wasn't afraid of Mr. Villain Voice (as I called him in my thoughts) anymore. 

He was sitting on his desk this time. I walked in and said "Well... there I am."

"You're early." he said.

"Of course. Better than being late." 

He smiled. "That's right."

He stood up and walked to the wall behind his desk. There was a painting hanging there. I couldn't really see what it was supposed to look like, some kind of pyramid. Mr. Villain Voice grabbed the sides of the painting and turned it like a wheel. At the same moment the desk moved towards me. I jumped backwards, but hit the wall. Totally forgetting I could also run to the side, I stood there frozen, as the desk came closer and closer. Just when I thought it was going to run over my toes, it stopped. 

Mr. Villain Voice turned around and laughed at my scared face. 

"Don't worry, we'll drill that mindless fear out of you." he said, and winked. 

"What do you mean, mindless?" I bashed. I decided I wasn't going to like Mr. Villain Voice. Ever. "Any more of those surprises?" 

He laughed again. "Come over here." he said. 

I walked around the desk, slowly. Under the desk was a hole in the floor, with a stairway. Just like in the movies. 

"Ladies first." he said, with that annoying smile still on his face. 

I climbed down the stairs. It was dark down there. Too dark. I stepped one step too much, and trying to not fall down the stairs I grabbed anything I could get my hands on- my hand only found a torch that wasn't lit. It slipped out of its holder and I lost my balance.