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WHEN AN ANGEL OF DEATH VISITS
She has been there for hours now, static not even the force of the rushing wind nor rain that came afterwards moved her. the clothes she wore got wet and dried hanging on her body.
She uttered no word, her eyes were just focused on the hotel building in front of her, she didn't blink nor turn.
A black fluffy jacket, a plain charcoal black top inside, a black jeans leaped on the knees and black converse sneakers. everything about her was dark, the handbag, the glasses on her forehead, the gloves on her hands even the facemask too.
Her curvey figure was the only girly thing about her, fairly slim and tall, a bald shiny head and small kind of asian eyes, she was a complete female version of a Shaolin monk.
People trekked in and out of that hotel building minding their own business, no one even noticed her, as if there was nothing weird about her, I mean who puts on all black on a Monday.
She hard endure both the scorching sun and the soaking rain, the dark spell of the night was finally replacing the charming day light, she was there, her eyes pinned on the office building and still standing on the same spot.
at exactly mid night she finally moved, walked inside the hotel building, went straight at the reception table, knocked on the table twice as the reception woke up.
"sorry sir, how may i help you?" the receptionist asked, she smiled mischievously, before her face could even brighten up, she got serious again "never mind" she replied turned and was about to leave.
ooh least I forget, she opened her handbag got an envelope and said "this is for you" the reception got the envelope, "thank you, pardon me I didn't realize you where a lady at first" he added"am used to that confusion", she replied and walked away.
The receptionist quickly opened the envelope, a not inside read " death is the only cure for sin" he didn't understand what it meant and unhesitatingly ran after her outside but she had disappeared into darkness of a moonless night.
The following morning the receptionist woke up in disbelief, hundreds of customers were found dead, promiscuous couples; married men and their side chicks, married woman and their side lovers all fornicators and adulterers in that hotel were found dead in their sinful rooms.
Finally the receptionist understood the message he had received at mid-night, "death is the only cure for sin". At that moment he realized his hotel was visited by the angel of death.
© glayvin
She uttered no word, her eyes were just focused on the hotel building in front of her, she didn't blink nor turn.
A black fluffy jacket, a plain charcoal black top inside, a black jeans leaped on the knees and black converse sneakers. everything about her was dark, the handbag, the glasses on her forehead, the gloves on her hands even the facemask too.
Her curvey figure was the only girly thing about her, fairly slim and tall, a bald shiny head and small kind of asian eyes, she was a complete female version of a Shaolin monk.
People trekked in and out of that hotel building minding their own business, no one even noticed her, as if there was nothing weird about her, I mean who puts on all black on a Monday.
She hard endure both the scorching sun and the soaking rain, the dark spell of the night was finally replacing the charming day light, she was there, her eyes pinned on the office building and still standing on the same spot.
at exactly mid night she finally moved, walked inside the hotel building, went straight at the reception table, knocked on the table twice as the reception woke up.
"sorry sir, how may i help you?" the receptionist asked, she smiled mischievously, before her face could even brighten up, she got serious again "never mind" she replied turned and was about to leave.
ooh least I forget, she opened her handbag got an envelope and said "this is for you" the reception got the envelope, "thank you, pardon me I didn't realize you where a lady at first" he added"am used to that confusion", she replied and walked away.
The receptionist quickly opened the envelope, a not inside read " death is the only cure for sin" he didn't understand what it meant and unhesitatingly ran after her outside but she had disappeared into darkness of a moonless night.
The following morning the receptionist woke up in disbelief, hundreds of customers were found dead, promiscuous couples; married men and their side chicks, married woman and their side lovers all fornicators and adulterers in that hotel were found dead in their sinful rooms.
Finally the receptionist understood the message he had received at mid-night, "death is the only cure for sin". At that moment he realized his hotel was visited by the angel of death.
© glayvin
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