Sipping the cold water that Duebane placed in my hand only a few moments ago has started to ease the urge to vomit but my headache still remains. I don't want to look up and meet the gaze of the man on the opposite side of the desk, but I'm here now and there's no turning back. Inhaling and exhaling slowly I bring myself to look up.
I really wish I hadn't his face is set hard as stone revealing no emotion. Age is starting to tell upon he's features; to anyone who didn't know him they would guess late forties when in fact he is only thirty eight. Dark brown piercing eyes which seem incapable of any emotion with short black hair that contains
As I pull up to the office building; it was plain and simple nothing flash or modern just an average office building with about twenty floors. I drove my blood red 07 plate Yamaha round the back into the car park. Completely ignoring the one-way systems and reserved parking signs I parked right in front of the rear building entrance. The two guards at the rear entrance gave me a lopsided smile before standing aside to allow me to pass after I knock off the engine.
After slipping off my gloves and helmet I walked nervously in. Once through the sliding glass doors it only took a couple of seconds to reach the reception desk; a small man wearin
I'm running, where I don't know but I'm going somewhere. Wind racing past me; rain pelting me from all side and my lungs feel like fire but I don't stop I keep running what I can only presume is forward. I can feel every fibre of my being ache as fatigue sets in attacking my every muscle and vein that's pumping the blood around my body, pushing the liquid violently towards my heart and dragging it back. I've lost track of time but at the present moment it doesn't matter to me it is irrelevant but I still don't understand. I feel the tears stain my face then suddenly blank.
"Shit"! I spring bolt upright, chest convulsing violently, it hurts w