Yan woke up from his nightmare drenched in cold sweat. The rising sun
was burning his eyes from the window. He placed his arm over his face to
cover it. "Sigh! What is going on with me? What's about that nightmare, which I repeatedly have?! That girl..." It
was time for him to get out of his warm bed and get ready for work. He
disappeared in the bathroom. Took his time under the shower. Blurry
images of that girl were filling his head again. It's said that for
every face that appears in your dreams, you must have seen it at least
once in real life. "So who is she?" Why is she always deceased in his dreams? "That's very creepy... Is this some kind of future prediction? ...Better not! Nevermind..."
Yan dried himself and wrapped the towel around his waist. He inspected
his face in the mirror. Dark circles under his brown eyes and a
two-day-old stubble on his chin. "I should shave before leaving..." He
took the electric razor into his hand and hurried up. For sure Yan
didn't need to style his medium-length curly Ivy League haircut. Wasn't
that long before he got it. After that, he got ready pretty quickly. He
put the jacket on, grabbed the car keys from the tray near the
apartment door, and out he was. Why he was born into a weird country
that looked sometimes like it was not long after the apocalypse happened
there? The broken roads made him drive like a drunk so he wouldn't
catch and hole and damage the chassis. He was living in a small
two-bedroom apartment of a village in the middle of nowhere. The way to
the town where he worked led through a forested area and sometimes wild
animals were crossing the road making it dangerous during dawn and dusk.
Today the weather didn't help the dark atmosphere. The damn autumn
brought always dense mists. The town where he worked connected a few
valleys which always made the mists crawl down from the hills into the
town. Everywhere else the sun was shining bright, but here... Darkness!
Yan
worked as an IT support for a company that produced and sold car parts.
It was situated right behind the town's railway station. He needed just
to park his car next to it and then walk over the long bridge. He
always paused for a little, looking down on the rails. His mood was dark
and from time to time Yan contemplated... "One jump... and it would be fast over..."
His
life wasn't really happy... from the beginning, he had to fight hard.
Yan was an orphan, who outgrew the orphanage. Never got the chance to be
adopted. The potential parents got scared by his dark emotionless
personality. On the other side, he was a bright young man with an
attractive face and body. Sharp features with a scar through the center
of his brow ending short under his right eye of an unknown origin. He
already forgot how he got it. Every time somebody asks him, he answers, with "Who knows... I already don't remember." Probably
he got it during his childhood. Many kids tried to bully him and
involved Yan in a lot of fights just because he had no parents. Despite
being handsome and popular with girls, he had no interest in them,
rather avoided the tender gender like a plague. For some reason, when I
girl confessed to him or invited him for a date, he got nauseous. During
his university days, he had a part-time job in the same company he
works now full time. He was always grateful and everybody got used to
him after years of working with this weird boy. The superior liked his
work ethic and soon after graduation opened a spot specially for him. He
was the supervisor for his department; a born leader as the boss said. The
life was slowly continuing, but he was a depressed loner with no clear
future ahead. He couldn't imagine what to do now, that he was an adult.
It was frustrating going every day to work and then home. This
stereotype was killing him from the inside, but still, he always
rejected an outing with his coworkers. They tried for a short time, but
later just gave up on him. The days were spent in silence punching into
the keyboard and then going home.
Because of the late autumn, it
got dark pretty quickly. Sometimes the way to his car became overly
creepy. This evening wasn't any different. As he was walking over the
railway he suddenly heard steps behind him. Yan turned to check. He was
in the middle of the bridge and he was surrounded by the mist. He
squinted his eyes but couldn't see anything at first. Then he saw a
silhouette of a huge dog or wolf stepping out of the darkness. That
can't be true. From behind another one appeared, but it looked like a
human with his hands in the pockets. Probably he had a hood too, but
from that distance and the mist, he saw just shapes. Yan began to
walk faster and after a few steps stopped and looked behind. The dog was
gone and instead, two men stood there. One obviously taller and
bulkier, than the other. Yan got worried so he hurried up into his car.
He pushed the car keys into the engine and drove away.
The two hooded men now stood on the base of the stairs to the bridge and followed Yan's car with their gaze...
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