Café Sago

After having a lovely breakfast together Long Yi Chen helped Wang Xin Yi to carry her cooked steamed bun containers to the breakfast stall near the apartment. Then he drops her off to her university where she is learning event management by bus.

Few minutes before 10 o' clock in the afternoon Me. Hong arrived at café saga. Entering the café, he went to the reception while looking around carefully. The place was located at an ally where it looks a bit isolated. Nevertheless, there were quite a few people sitting and having snacks and coffee.

"Do you have a reservation sir? Or would you like to get a new table?" receptionist asked politely giving warm smile.

"I have a reservation." Mr. Hong answered while wiping off the sweat in his forehead.

"Can I have the name sir?"

"Y-yes. Erm it's… it's Diavolo" Mr. Hong answered in whispered tone after looking around carefully to check whether someone heard him.

"Ok. Wait a minute." Receptionist gave him understanding look and rand the bell in the reception desk.

Immediately a young man dressed as waiter came. Then receptionist whispered something to his ear. Meantime Mr. Hong looked even more scared and sweating profusely. He was repeatedly checking the café as to find some scary thing.

"Sir, my colleague here will show you to your designated private room as you booked before" Then she showed the young waiter and let him guide Mr. Hong.

"Here sir" saying that the waiter brought Mr. Hong to upstairs and showed him to private room at the end of the hallway. The hallway and the private room looked bright and warm despite Mr. Hong acting all scared and vigilant.

Looking around the room Mr. Hong heaved a sigh of relief seeing no one in the room. He let his guard down and went have a seat in the round table thinking everything will be all right. Suddenly the booming sound of ringing tone interrupted his relief. Seeing the number displayed in the phone screen Mr. Hong's hands started shaking.

Mr. Hong: "H-hello?"

The caller: "Ha old man, how is the private room?" The called sound a bit creepy for him.

Mr. Hong looked around the room to see whether someone was spying him after hearing the question from the phone. Then he answered hesitatingly

Mr. Hong: "It's fine I guess sir."

The caller: "Then follow my arrangements. The waiter will tell you what to do." Then call was hung up by the other party even before Mr. Hong give a reply.

Meanwhile the waiter walked to the small cabinet in the room and brought out a black box out. He put it down in the table and opened it. Inside was a black velvet cloth piece and pair of ear pods.

Seeing them Mr. Hong grew vigilant and looked at waiter asking, "what are these?"

But the waiter didn't answer him. Instead, he took out those items out of the box. Getting the cloth piece, he went in front of old man and covered his eyes carefully, completely cutting off his vision. Then he inserted the ear pods in old man's ears. Once the ear pods were inserted Mr. Hong heard a hip hop song which completely cut off the outside sounds.

Without him noticing the wall of the room which was decorated with a painting of a busy street was parted into two parts. There was a dark hallway where the end cannot be seen. The waiter escorted more like dragged the old man into the hallway despite his protest.

The hallway was dimly lit by the red colored small lights which bare let others see the road. It was eerie silent. Only their footsteps could be heard. They resounded in the empty hallway giving a creepy feeling. Inside was a bit cold. But none of this was felt to old Mr. Hong as he was blindfolded and ear pieced. Only the creepy cold was felt to him scaring more the old man as he was dragged inside. Inside his heart he cursed himself for getting associated with this Diavolo and seeking a deal with him.