Arrival—Day 2

~How do I feel? I don't know, how do you feel?~

It was the second day at the hotel. He was at the conference meeting. It was already one in the afternoon.

Aaron sat at the first row where the most distinguished entrepreneurs like himself were placed. His mind was far from the meeting, his thoughts were engrossed in something, or rather someone else.

Soon enough, the conference was over.

He didn't bother exchanging pleasantries.

He made his way to his room which was on the fourth floor.

He looked at the room adjacent to his which was her room.

He couldn't help but wonder if she was in.

And even if she was, what would he do?

He turned away and entered his room, the room was dimly lit-which was how he liked it.

He could see it stand in the corner, merging with the shadows, it's glowing red coal eyes always gave it away.

"ı ŋơŧıĆɛɖ ყơų'۷ɛ ცɛĆơmɛ զųıŧɛ ɖřąɯŋ ŧơ ŧɧąŧ ɠıřٳ." It hissed.

Aaron took off his jacket and began loosening his tie.