It was an average Tuesday afternoon and the sky was a shining blue canvas, with not a cloud in sight.
Arnold Harvey noted this as he stepped through the Automatic doors that belonged to a rather large company that sold Construction Machinery.
Arnold tipped his sleek black bowler hat at Deborah, the new secretary on the ground floor.
He then proceeded to the elevators, hitting the button Forty-Two with his podgy fingers.
As the elevator slid smoothly upwards, Arnold admired his fine brown moustache in the shiny metal walls that encased him.
The elevator suddenly jolted to a stop, surprising Arnold so much that his bowler hat tumbled down from his shiny rather bald head.
A woman stepped in silently, her red shoes clacking loudly on the metal ground.
Arnold shifted his slightly obese body to make room for this stranger.
She was wearing a white dress that was embellished with a large red flower. Her legs were covered with rainbow spotted tights, and she was carrying an oversized purple handbag.
Arnold frowned. This company was a serious company; people here were expected to wear serious clothes, not ridiculously brash outfits.
And who was this woman anyway? Arnold had prided himself on knowing all the names of the people who worked in this company, but he completely drew a blank on this woman.
He had a right mind to call security and have this woman thrown out; surely people were not allowed to wear this unnecessary extravagance of colours inside this building.
I will have Deborah call Management and ask whether this woman should be inside this building, Arnold thought as the lift slid slowly past Level Forty-One.
The lift doors opened silently and Arnold stomped out, his toes crunching together in his thin serious shoes.
He thrust the frosted glass door to his office open, and waited to hear the satisfying click of the lock, which meant that he would have no unnecessary distractions during his day.
The click did not come, and he turned to see what was holding the door open.
It was the outlandishly dressed woman.
She drew something from her purse, and he scarcely had time to gasp before he aimed the gun at his head, and then fired.