In an office block across town Ann, a tall capable looking woman, with a
pleasant if panicky face shouts out of her office
"Janice! Janice help!. Janice I am..."
A Janice's head appears around the doorframe "Suppose to be meeting the new chairman of the board in 5 minutes? Yes I know"
"Well I can't find..."
"Your report on the departments staff details?" Janice holds out the folder with a smile.
Ann stops panicking and looks at her gratefully "Have I told you that you are a complete star and I couldn't function a day without you?"
"Only in English, however, I have heard the language of currency is ever so much more eloquent"
Ann laughs "Hey I'm grateful not generous. Seriously Janice, Thank you. Wish me look"
Ann hurries out of the door clasping the folder and runs along the corridor, panting as she finally reaches a plush waiting area outside an imposing, slightly ajar door. From beyond the door comes the sound of voices getting louder. Intrigued, Ann creeps to a crack in the door and observes a man and woman screaming at each other while another man, sitting behind a desk, looks on with almost obscene enjoyment. The sitting man abruptly turns and looks directly at Anne, who steps back embarrassed. Flustered she sits down and seconds later the two protagonists leave the office looking bewildered and scared.
Eventually the man calls Ann in. "Ms Welton, Ann, it is a pleasure to finally meet you."
Mentally cursing her own stupidity and nosiness, Ann tries to appear cool, appear as though she had not been caught poking her nose in what was patently not her business "Mr Tagris, thank you for giving me the opportunity to discuss my ideas with you"
Eager to repair any poor first impressions that she may have made, Ann starts to pull open her files, "I have jotted down a few ideas that might be of inter..."
A disturbing humming noise distracts her and she looks up concerned to see Mr Tagris's face unnaturally wrinkle and darken. She steps forward asking if he is ok and then jumps back, gasping, as his form suddenly separates into thousands of grotesque tiny winged demons rising quickly in the air. Terrified Ann opens her mouth to scream as the black mass hurtles towards her covering her eyes, swarming down her throat, oozing through her skin. Biting, scratching, devouring her from inside out. Ann gasps for breath as her lungs disintegrate away and the hoarse sound seems to linger after her breath and substance have gone. The black cloud forms a silhouette were she was standing for a few seconds before dispersing, leaving behind only the files that Ann had brought with her.
Humming gently the swarm slowly reforms back to Tagris who steps forward to collect the files. Looking composed he smiles affably, saying "Well, Ms Welton, I do believe that you will prove a credit to the team"
"Janice! Janice help!. Janice I am..."
A Janice's head appears around the doorframe "Suppose to be meeting the new chairman of the board in 5 minutes? Yes I know"
"Well I can't find..."
"Your report on the departments staff details?" Janice holds out the folder with a smile.
Ann stops panicking and looks at her gratefully "Have I told you that you are a complete star and I couldn't function a day without you?"
"Only in English, however, I have heard the language of currency is ever so much more eloquent"
Ann laughs "Hey I'm grateful not generous. Seriously Janice, Thank you. Wish me look"
Ann hurries out of the door clasping the folder and runs along the corridor, panting as she finally reaches a plush waiting area outside an imposing, slightly ajar door. From beyond the door comes the sound of voices getting louder. Intrigued, Ann creeps to a crack in the door and observes a man and woman screaming at each other while another man, sitting behind a desk, looks on with almost obscene enjoyment. The sitting man abruptly turns and looks directly at Anne, who steps back embarrassed. Flustered she sits down and seconds later the two protagonists leave the office looking bewildered and scared.
Eventually the man calls Ann in. "Ms Welton, Ann, it is a pleasure to finally meet you."
Mentally cursing her own stupidity and nosiness, Ann tries to appear cool, appear as though she had not been caught poking her nose in what was patently not her business "Mr Tagris, thank you for giving me the opportunity to discuss my ideas with you"
Eager to repair any poor first impressions that she may have made, Ann starts to pull open her files, "I have jotted down a few ideas that might be of inter..."
A disturbing humming noise distracts her and she looks up concerned to see Mr Tagris's face unnaturally wrinkle and darken. She steps forward asking if he is ok and then jumps back, gasping, as his form suddenly separates into thousands of grotesque tiny winged demons rising quickly in the air. Terrified Ann opens her mouth to scream as the black mass hurtles towards her covering her eyes, swarming down her throat, oozing through her skin. Biting, scratching, devouring her from inside out. Ann gasps for breath as her lungs disintegrate away and the hoarse sound seems to linger after her breath and substance have gone. The black cloud forms a silhouette were she was standing for a few seconds before dispersing, leaving behind only the files that Ann had brought with her.
Humming gently the swarm slowly reforms back to Tagris who steps forward to collect the files. Looking composed he smiles affably, saying "Well, Ms Welton, I do believe that you will prove a credit to the team"