Enter the World of Thoughts

How some great adventure begins. Meaning: How boring lives turn into meaningful lives! Or how boring people really can have a goal higher then waking up every day!



Regular day
His face wet from the rain he stared at this huge skyscraper. The cold metallic gleam of the windows gave him a rare chill. Right at the moment when the harsh sunbeams reflected by the windows could get grip of his eyes, he looked at his watch for the time, and with his black polished shoes he walked firmly over the grey concrete. The doors of glass opened fastly without any noise. Flattening his hair he smoothly walked to the left corner right to the elevators. Inside his middlefinger pushed button B, the leather gloves fitting exactly to his hands. It was quite dark in the basement, only a few lightbulbs were hanging from the ceiling, giving it a mystic ambiance. Knowing exactly where he was, he glided against the wall and looked around the corner. He could see the office clearly because the light was much stronger there...a silhouette of a thick man was sitting in a chair. Mr. Knerp. He took his 9mm pistol and moved quietly along the wall towards the office. With his eyes tightened he saw everything that moved. Keeping himself in the shadows of death, he could smell fear, the fear of sweat. Once more he looked around carefully, and then aimed at the eye of Mr.Knerp. �Dead� he muttered, taking his corps and lay it behind some wooden boxes in a far corner. Then again he turned to the office and took a floppy disk out of his pocket. He put it inside the computer that was standing surprisingly new on the old wooden desk. It should take exactly 43 seconds. He loved the silence since he could hear every heartbeat. Done. Outside he immediately put on his sunglasses and drove away.

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