People called me “Fatty”. I used to be agitated by that name, but not anymore now.
I rolled up my sleeves and lit a cigarette. “Hey, Fatty, no smoking here,” the short-haired young woman standing beside me glared at me. Her grip on a gun tightened.
After taking a good long puff, I flashed her a grin. “Come on, relax, girl. Nobody has time to catch illegal smokers here. You want a puff?” I handed her the cigarette. She shook her head, seemingly irritated.
I laughed and took another puff. A gush of wind howled and shrieked on the streets as rain drops started to fall from the gloomy sky.
“What brought you here?” The girl asked. I winked at her and smiled. She scowled at me, making me smiling wider. “Karma brought me here,” I said.
I still remembered …show more content…
“I…I can give you the report once I…” Samuel smashed a fist on my desk. “All that fatness making you slow, is that it? Stop babbling and get your lazy, fat ass to work, right now!”
“Sure,” I quickly opened up the file as he left and I could hear my colleagues giggling. I stole a glance and caught Jenny among the group laughing at me. Our eyes met and I hastily looked down at my computer screen.
“Look at him, he’s so huge,” I heard Anita talking to Jenny. “I really hate sitting beside him; he sweats so much that he always smells like salty fish,” I peeked at the girls and saw Anita rolling her eyes. I felt heat rising to my cheeks.
Suddenly, sirens pierced through the usual clicking, typing, dialing, printing and chatting noises at the office. A woman’s cold, disembodied voice was heard blasted through the speakers in all the offices inside the skyscraping building.
“An unusually large number of sub-demons were seen crowding the streets surrounding our office building. We urge everyone to remain inside this building until the issue is sorted out. I repeat again. Please remain patient and do not go outside of this building until further notice. Thank you for your …show more content…
Only then I realised the entire building was leaning to the left. Another tremble shook the building as the scaly creature outside attacked. I held onto a pillar in front of me tightly.
I heard gunshots being fired. I turned around and saw a two-headed wolf-like standing creature roared at my manager at the exit. A security guard had fired at the creature’s shoulder and it was bleeding black liquid.
Samuel grabbed the security guard’s gun and started shooting. The wolf-like creature was wounded at the chest and fell to the floor. But there were more. Human-sized sub-demons flocked into the office, biting off body parts of the people they got hold of. He kept firing at the creatures; sounds of gunshots filled my ears.
Blood and dark, pungent liquid splashed and mixed on the walls and the floor. “Go back to hell!” Samuel tumbled as he tried to fire another shot at the skinless, red and raw creature in front of him. Before he managed to pull the trigger, the sub-demon opened up what resembled a mouth with the size of a television and bit off his head.
Samuel’s disconnected neck started oozing out blood as his arms held firmly still on the gun. His body remained sitting upright. I wanted to scream but couldn’t find my voice. Something grabbed my feet. My heart skipped a
I rolled up my sleeves and lit a cigarette. “Hey, Fatty, no smoking here,” the short-haired young woman standing beside me glared at me. Her grip on a gun tightened.
After taking a good long puff, I flashed her a grin. “Come on, relax, girl. Nobody has time to catch illegal smokers here. You want a puff?” I handed her the cigarette. She shook her head, seemingly irritated.
I laughed and took another puff. A gush of wind howled and shrieked on the streets as rain drops started to fall from the gloomy sky.
“What brought you here?” The girl asked. I winked at her and smiled. She scowled at me, making me smiling wider. “Karma brought me here,” I said.
I still remembered …show more content…
“I…I can give you the report once I…” Samuel smashed a fist on my desk. “All that fatness making you slow, is that it? Stop babbling and get your lazy, fat ass to work, right now!”
“Sure,” I quickly opened up the file as he left and I could hear my colleagues giggling. I stole a glance and caught Jenny among the group laughing at me. Our eyes met and I hastily looked down at my computer screen.
“Look at him, he’s so huge,” I heard Anita talking to Jenny. “I really hate sitting beside him; he sweats so much that he always smells like salty fish,” I peeked at the girls and saw Anita rolling her eyes. I felt heat rising to my cheeks.
Suddenly, sirens pierced through the usual clicking, typing, dialing, printing and chatting noises at the office. A woman’s cold, disembodied voice was heard blasted through the speakers in all the offices inside the skyscraping building.
“An unusually large number of sub-demons were seen crowding the streets surrounding our office building. We urge everyone to remain inside this building until the issue is sorted out. I repeat again. Please remain patient and do not go outside of this building until further notice. Thank you for your …show more content…
Only then I realised the entire building was leaning to the left. Another tremble shook the building as the scaly creature outside attacked. I held onto a pillar in front of me tightly.
I heard gunshots being fired. I turned around and saw a two-headed wolf-like standing creature roared at my manager at the exit. A security guard had fired at the creature’s shoulder and it was bleeding black liquid.
Samuel grabbed the security guard’s gun and started shooting. The wolf-like creature was wounded at the chest and fell to the floor. But there were more. Human-sized sub-demons flocked into the office, biting off body parts of the people they got hold of. He kept firing at the creatures; sounds of gunshots filled my ears.
Blood and dark, pungent liquid splashed and mixed on the walls and the floor. “Go back to hell!” Samuel tumbled as he tried to fire another shot at the skinless, red and raw creature in front of him. Before he managed to pull the trigger, the sub-demon opened up what resembled a mouth with the size of a television and bit off his head.
Samuel’s disconnected neck started oozing out blood as his arms held firmly still on the gun. His body remained sitting upright. I wanted to scream but couldn’t find my voice. Something grabbed my feet. My heart skipped a