Times Up

- IN THE DARKNESS OF FAITH -

Everything they had worked for through the years had been applauded and respected by many, but it had not been repaid with the same respect and gratitude by their authorities. They had been seen as the pawns in the game, with exit to win. Instead, they are used carefully throughout the game, eliminating each and every other pawn for the authorities to gain what they want: power. For them to achieve such 'thing', what is truly done for it to be manifested to the world?

Upon the bulleted train of thoughts rushing in and out, it had been interjected by a subtle vibration on their nightstand. Picking up the vibrating object from the nightstand, it had been found that the flashing screen had stated: Manager. From this, the said younger with their thoughts had instantly broke away from their trance and entered reality once again. Quickly accepting the call, a soft voice from the other line spoke.

"Ms Cross, you have a scheduled meeting with Mr Sapphro next week on Wednesday at 8 PM. He had just called me to inform you of this meeting."

"Ah, okay. Thanks, Annalise. If you do know, what is this meeting about?"

"He had vaguely stated that it would be about you and Mr. Jackman, but no further information had been revealed as to why he had scheduled this meeting with you."

"I see. Thank you, Annalise. Have a good afternoon and please rest well."

"No problem Ms Cross, and thank you. You too, bye."

"Mhm, bye."

Dropping the phone call, the younger had not expected for this to happen. Well, they had, but not this soon. They had wanted to part in this, but all shit had to happen sooner or later. The latter had known for the reason as to why Mr Sapphro had scheduled a meeting, but it ruins the spirit of this month as well as the day it will be held. He had scheduled the meeting on Christmas day during dinner. Whoever schedules a meeting with their artist at that time?

'Go die in hell. Keeping us all in the dark and playing with us truly defines that you have no faith at all..'