The Parcae

Every day at the office was the same.

The banal chitchat's that spread inside the room like wildfire was the same, the nagging sound of people typing on the computer was the same. The fat piece of sh*t beside my desk eating his heart out with his daily bag of chips was the same.

Like seriously, How can he eat while he is typing?

I can see the grease from his fingers bukake the sh*t on his keyboard and every time he gets up and leaves his seat. You can see the crumbs fall from his big ass belly down to the floor.

Not to mention, his fat ass leaves a conspicuous mark on his leather chair, looking like a fossilized dinosaur footprint.

When everything was preordained and kept its pace, a peculiar shift of events unfolded.

Our manager came in with a new employee. We were one hand short inside our department because someone just died from a heat stroke.

Her name was Linda, a 60-year-old woman who was already one push away from this world.

I had always wanted her to die from a natural death. Preferably, on her bed, while she sleeps.

She was an old cunt but she did not deserve to go out like that while on a vacation with her family in Boracay and its "breathtaking" beaches.

She wasn't able to enjoy her Christmas bonus. If there is anyone who deserves to die from a stroke, it's that fat piece of sh*t beside me.

Then the manager stood in front of everybody and started to introduce the new greenhorn.

"Attention everybody, this is your new co-worker. I know this is sudden, especially with the drastic death of one of our dear colleagues. It saddens me to fill her position so quickly. But in life blah blah blah blah" (main character not listening to what the manager is saying)

As the manager continued his nonsense speech. My mind was screaming "Can you please stop with the bullshit and get over with it"

The manager took notice that nobody was listening to him and decided to stop speaking. He then looked over his shoulder and called the new employee.

"Now kindly introduce yourself, the floor is yours."

Then suddenly the weight of the air grew heavy and silence consumed the office even though the people inside were blatantly noisy.

It felt like I was trapped in Dio Brando's the world, time, stop! skill in Jojo's bizarre adventure and as time moves ever so slowly.

There came out, a young petite woman in her early 20s.

"Hi everyone, my name is Minah. I hope to get along with you guys...."

Her voice sounded like a breath of fresh air.

A mother's lullaby that helps you go to sleep and promises your safety even as the world is split asunder.

As she stood there, her dark short wavy hair glossed like silk as it stretches down towards her neck. The shape of her face was small and was well proportioned but had some baby fat left on her cheeks.

She then started smiling and continued to give her introductions.

I, on the other hand, was admiring her facial features.

She has a well designed narrow nose and her eyes have this constant puppy eye look.

She also has this white porcelain skin and her lips look like rose petals.

Her cheeks gleam shades of pink and give off an essence of innocence. But, her body says otherwise.

Even though she is not quite well endowed, her waistline is perversely narrow and slender while her hips were broad and liquidly supple. She has a robust butt that is properly proportionate to her thighs and her thigh gap radiates rays of light like the sun piercing through natures canopy.

I was in the presence of a 162cm Aphrodite.

-LUNCHTIME-

Everybody was flocking towards the new girl.

She was like the arc of Noah, every animal in the department was coming to see her.

Soon enough, the office predators caught the scent of the new girl and started to prowl within the shadows.

Chad and his gang of vultures were circling its prey.

Waiting for the right moment to attack.

A golden window opened and Chad took the opportunity to slide right in while the other animals had exhausted their efforts.

"Hi there, Minah! My name is Chad"

Chad extended his hand and both parties shook

Then out of pure impulse chad said "Minah, can you stop it?!".

Minah replied, "Stop what?"

Chad with a confident deep voice just like Donald Draper in the popular t.v show "Mad Men" replied.

"Can you stop being so gorgeous?"

Minah gave off a cute giggle and was mpressed with Chads finesse.

Chad then proceed to sit down right next to Min-ah with his feet across.

He looked like someone who calls the shot.

His confidence was visible.

Even though I don't like the prick. The man knows how to play the game.

I continued to observe at the distance just like how David Attenborough conducts his study regarding the animal kingdom.

I look beside me and saw my fat colleague unphased with Minahs presence.

The fat shit was more zero in on the quarter-pound burger he bought for lunch.

As Chad was working his way into Min-ahs comfort zone. I started to lose interest and went back to my old routine and not give a f*ck.

Suddenly, out of pure coincidence.

Both Min-ah and my eyes met.

I did not panic but I gave off a serious look. Then I proceed to look at my fat colleague as he passionately devours his quarter-pound delightedly and honestly, I enjoyed watching him kill himself with food.

~THE NEXT DAY~

I woke up, did the same morning routine for the past 8 years.

But, something seems off, something felt so foreign.

I was recalling the events that took place yesterday.

Especially when Min-ahs eyes met with mine.

I was bewildered by my current thoughts.

"Why am I thinking about her? What the fuck is going on with me?"

I shake my head and pulled my hair on my right temporal region

This was new to me.

It felt strange and I feared the sensation. So I decided to keep my distance from her and think of her as the new bubonic plague.

When I arrived at work, everybody was talking about the party happening this weekend.

It will be an overnight event in some resort in the mountains.

As always, I will not partake in such a frivolous jamboree.

Hours pass by

Chad went on to Minahs desk and asked her if she is going to the party.

"Hey, how you doin?"

"I'm good Chad" Minah smiled

"I was wondering, are you going to go join us tomorrow? I know you get the feeling that it's too sudden since you've just started here yesterday but it is a good way for you to get to know everyone and I bet a lot of people want you to come"

"Well....is everyone in the department going to be there?" Min-ah asked with a curious face.

"Yeah, everybody will be there. It is going to be a blast.....wait. There is actually this one person that always bails on a gathering such as this."

Chad gave off a condescending look while placing one of his hands on Min-ah table as he hunches over and point Minah to my direction.

"See that guy?" Chad said with disdain.

Minah nods

"For 8 years, that guy hasn't partaken a single social event and is always seen by himself. That guy has no friends. You should steer clear from that weirdo"

Minah pondered for a bit and gave off a faint smile, with a concerned voice told chad

"Hey, I really want to get to know everyone in the department. Including the weirdo. I kinda feel bad if I was to join in the fun and someone who is my senior gets left behind. So what I'm trying to say is. I'm tagging along if he is coming with us."

This is the beginning of the end of the story.

The cataclysmic spiral that will guide our protagonist through the uncharted regions of insanity but also bring forth the beautiful surface that is drenched in blood, carnage, and turmoil.

NEXT CHAPTER: THE BASILISK