Stalker

Sunday, the 8th of May.

01:47 pm

Chester felt stressed, even though he had not done any work yet he still felt stressed, the environment was not friendly and it suffocated him as well. The suit was too uncomfortable, his hair itched, the shoes were too loud, tapping on the floors as he walked, his tie was too tight; he loosened that. The place smelled of work and pride, smelled of power and money and every thing else which his grand father loved and he did not so much.

As he walked past the offices, he felt like the people who worked in here were some kind of trained robots, not supposed to speak because they kept their voices low and spoke in hushed tones, maintaining total silence when he walked by them, only to continue after he was out of sight but he could still hear some of them speak, they talked about him and only about him after he passed them.

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, the elevator was just too damn far even though it wa