1 Just Another Day

"Hmm? Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry about your paper plates, we'll give you a free package," said Zodain.

Zodain was sitting in a swivel black chair at a desk, with a computer, pens, pencils, and photographs of family members. His desk was divided from his coworkers with gray dividers. On the left side of the room was a big window, over looking the sight of New York, by the window was a coffee machine. The ceiling of the room was a plain white, which was the same for the floor. On the other side of the room was the same thing, just with a elevator at the end of the room.

Zodain put down the phone and ran his fingers through his dark brown short curly hair, slightly stressed.

"Stressed?"

Zodain looked up to see a Caucasian man in his early twenties with long dirty blonde hair tied in a tight bun, blood shot green eyes, a clean shaven face, and had a slender body frame, dressed in a black suit and tie, with black penny loafers, leaning against Zodain's divider with a styrofoam cup of coffee in his hand.

"Oh, hi, Richard," said Zodain.

"Why the long face? Are you not letting your inner energy out my dude? Be free."

"You've been smoking again, haven't you?"

"Yes."

Richard walked away, making Zodain shake his head. Zodain propped his knees on his chair and looked over at a Asian woman in her early to mid twenties, with short bob black hair, black almond shaped eyes with black eyeshadow and eyeliner, thin dark red lips, and round cheeks, sitting at a receptionist desk, he could only see her face at the angle he was at, but that's all he was interested in seeing anyway. He noticed her about to look up at him and he quickly draws back hitting his head against the side of his desk, making him pass out.

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Zodain woke up and found himself laying on a bed, his bed, his TV was in the right corner of her room standing on his turquoise counter behind his gray walls. On the left side of his room was two small white doors leading to his bedroom closet.

"Oh, dude, I'm so glad you're awake, I was really worried about you," said Richard.

Zodain looked over at Richard who was kneeling down and had Zodain's light tan hand in his. Zodain then moved his hand away from Richard's.

"Do you remember what happened?" Asked Richard.

"Mmmhhmm, I was checking out Shi-shi and then knocked my head against my desk."

"You know, she was really worried about you."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah, man, I felt her concerned energy."

Richard picked up a miniature mirror lying on Zodain's nightstand and handed it to Zodain.

"Thought you might like a peek," said Richard.

Richard handed the mirror to Zodain and he took it and looked into it. He looked at his blood shot oval wide shaped hazel eyes, his wide button nose, his soft overall facial features, and then he looked to his forehead which had a huge bump in the center, he suddenly got a whiff of lavender in his nose and looked to see a light purple candle that had been lit. Richard looked up at Zodain and smiled.

"The essence of the candle help clear the senses," said Richard.

"Uh, okay."

Richard then took back the mirror from Zodain.

"Oh, man, Mr. Luman, must be pissed about this."

"Yeah, I sense a lot of negative energy from him, he should do ten sun salutes first thing in the morning, it would definitely help his negative energy."

"He probably took off one of my vacation days. Damn, that sucks."

"Try not to think about it. Just take it easy for the day, listen to some spa music."

"Mmm... okay."

"Hey.... the oddest thing happened when you were unconscious and I was carrying you to my car in the company garage."

Zodain sat up in his bed, slightly intrigued.

"Oh? What was?" He asked.

"Well.... there was this guy, he, uh, was making a really weird sound like he was choking on something, or gasping for air. A woman went up to the man and asked if he was alright, and he totally lashed out and bit her arm. Luckily she had a friend with her and he helped her out. The man was producing so much negative energy."

"That really is strange.... I actually saw someone get bit this morning. I'm going to turn on the news. Sit on my bed with me."

Zodain sat all the way up in his bed and moved over for Richard, who then sat with him. Zodain put on the news channel. On the screen was a older bald black man, sitting behind a blue background with multiple number 5's in white printed everywhere on the background.

"Good, afternoon ladies and gentlemen, my name is William Tully and we're reporting on some disturbing news about rapid attacks throughout the city. Candence Steward is at a New York hospital, speaking with a victim of one of these attacks, Candence." Said William.

The screen split in half with William still on screen on the left and on the right there are two women.

A young beautiful Caucasian woman with blonde diva curled hair and bright blue eyes, wearing a feminine gray suit, appeared on screen in a white room with a computer another young Caucasain woman was sitting down on a hospital bed, she had long brown hair, wearing a white hospital gown, her skin had a gray tint to it and her veins on her arms and legs were bulging out, she looked down from the camera, her hair covering her face, there was a white bandage around her arm, there was a sink, and a table top with medical appliances.

"Hello, I am Candence Steward, reporting live at the Sanbird's hospital. I'm with one victim of many attacks that has been happening throughout New York City, of people getting viciously bit by other people. This here is Sheyra Wilma," said Candence.

The camera zoomed in on Sheyra, who still wouldn't look up at the camera.

"Uh, Sheyra... is there anything you would like to say?... Sheyra?" Asked Candence.

Candence walked closer to the woman and gently shook her shoulder. Sheyra head snapped forward, her eyes had a gray tint to them.

"She kind of looks like the woman I saw getting bit earlier," said Richard.

"Seriously?" Asked Zodain

"Yup."

"Sheyra, are you alright?" Asked Candence.

"Sheyra, she's interviewing you. Are you alright, ma'am?" Asked William.

Then Sheyra leaped from the bed and bit down on the side of Candence's face, ripping some of the skin and flesh from it, which made blood squirt on Sheyra's face.

"What the fuck?!" Exclaimed Zodain.

"Neg-negative energy," said Richard, panic rising in his voice.

"HELP ME!!" Screamed Candence.

"Oh no, Candance, no!" Yelled William.

"I'm ready for my interview," said Sheyra happily, skin and flesh hanging from her mouth and blood running down her chin.