Enigma

Once I left the room and started to walk aimlessly, trying to figure out where the sound was out. Everything was dark, the curtains were close and since there was no modern lighting it was just me and my shadow, I could hear my footsteps making echo in all the main lobby, others would be afraid right away, but me, I was smiling, this was the type of situation I was looking forward to it, I feel uneasy, since I didn’t sleep well and all the work I did I feel very tired, like if something was sucking my life energy

After passing the main lobby I went to the center of a corridor, and started looking at the ceiling, it was way too big. Thankfully, the old man told me that someone was going to arrive to clean those areas, so I will just focus on the floor type of things or what I could reach without stairs.

I continue to walk, and I hear the sound again, something was falling a few rooms ahead, I walk to the direction I heard the sound I reach the place, I try to open the door but it was close, I took the keys of out my belt but they fall from my hands as I was trying to see it.

Putting myself on my knees and then leaving the candle next to me, I grabbed the keys and get up, I try every key until finally the door opens, I put the keys again on my belt and took the candle inside the room.

—Woah… This must be the room of the owner.

When I opened the door I saw a big bookshelf, the designs of the walls were gorgeous, having a red with white decoration. As I was going inside, I saw more things, a table with a chair where probably the original owner writes or do other things, and a big sofa.

I sat down on the sofa leaving the candle next to me, I felt how my eyes were trying to close, the furniture even though it was old it was still comfy, or maybe I was just sleepy and every place where I could see was comfy enough to fall asleep on it.

I shake my head a little and get up, scratching my head and holding up the candle.

—Why was I here again?

It took me a couple of minutes as I was swinging my body from back to front until I saw a couple of books to throw on the floor

—Right…

I leave the candle a few centimeters always from the books and scratch my eyes as I pick one book up, it didn’t have a name, I open it and start reading it, the words were complicated to figure out since they don’t teach this type of words nowadays, the tale started with a man crossing the river with the help of a black dog.

—How do you even pronounce this?...

My vision wasn’t the best at the moment to be reading this type of things nor other types of books, my head was starting to hurt a little bit for squinting my eyes, the low light and the fact that I still wasn’t sleep, I leave the books on the shelf again and when I was just to put the last book, I saw a pair of red eyes, my body froze in that instant and it took me a few seconds to push the book with all my strength on the red eyes.

A squeak was made a very loud one, I cover my eyes and trip on the candle, I get up and feel the warm increasing in my back, my shirt was caught on fire, I take off my shirt and exit the room, throwing my shirt on the ground and trample on the shirt until the fire was gone.

That made me take a deep breath, putting my hands on my face and stretching my eyes down as my hands were also going down. I lean on the wall and immediately stop, I pass my hand to the side of my back and tap with my finger, the candle burns me.

I clench my teeth trying to not make a big sound, just a soft groan, sighing and taking the burn shirt with me as I went to the bathroom that was on the left stairs of the main lobby, it was a very long walk to reach the end of the main corridor but I eventually made it, I take the stairs down carefully of not tripping and went to the bathroom, in there I throw the shirt on the garbage can and start looking on the boxes but I couldn’t find anything.

—Of course, they don’t have anything for that… What am I thinking?

I take a piece of rag and I open the faucet, dipping the rag on the cold water and squeezing out to start cleaning the burn, ones I feel that the wound was clean I let it dipped once more to put it on the burn for a few minutes, I couldn’t watch the burn even if I try to look behind me, besides it was really dark, but I’m sure it wasn’t that big of a deal since my shirt take the direct hit.

I sit down on the restroom with the rag pressing on my back as I was getting relaxed, my eyes were closing again, but I couldn’t be that way, I stand up again and close the faucet, the sun was about to rise again, I could watch how the dark sky was getting bright minute by minute.

—Better get ready to make this again… if I don’t make this too… When was the day? Oh! In a week, if I don’t do this in a week they will probably fire me, I already suffer more than enough for them to not be paid…

With the motivation back in my body, I start walking to the room I was staying in and open the back that I bring with me, changing my shirt and getting ready for today.