Introduction 4 - Hermes

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"I know right now we're cool but if I ever hear you mess this up, I'm coming after you"

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She was doing her job as a post woman, just like always, it is a pretty normal job right? There was nothing strange surrounding her but she had been very down these days. Her sister had dissapeared a few days ago when she was on holiday, no one knew where she was. The police were searching for her but it seemed as if they had given up and just want to leave by saying she probably fell into the sea and drowned. Such a thought didn't have space on her mind, she just thought it was unfair.

There was very little to no motivation for her work that day but she needed to live.
When she was preparing another bunch of correspondence to leave in their respective houses, she found an envelope for her. It didn't have any signs from who sent it but it had hers... that was just weird, she never recieved any mail other than bills. She just folded it, saved it on her pocket and continued her job as normally as she could.

Hours after that, she found herself walking inside a closed museum. It definately was an illegal activity but it was where the postcard she recieved told her to be at 3a.m.

<< Έρμῆς, Αντικυε Ίστορυ μυσευμ 3αμ.>>

The museum was so silent at that hour, it was hard to believe it was crowded a few hours ago. She felt as if all the statues were looking at her with judging eyes, it was seriously creeping the hell out of her.
Still, the ambience was calm, not a single sound, not a single breath apart from hers... bad luck it got broken when she heard someone's steps behind her.

A quick guess on tje possibility of it being someone from the security staff gave her impulse reflex the ability of controlling her body, it started running uncounciously.
This time she wasn't running because she was late, she was scared of whoever that might be. On her way she stomped with what she was waiting for, a scape gate. She ran inside a light that appeared on the wall, only to end up in some lost space. It was all lilac in exception of a white statue of a young man with winged sandals.

From the statue emerged a really sweet female voice that sent a wave of tense confort on her body.

-Welcome to your new life...-

To be continued...

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