Lucas started sorting through the pile of old documents.He used to think that by becoming a document restorer, one day he might stumble upon something rare — a map, or some valuable paper that could make him rich.
But after a few years, reality set in.
He realized that to access truly valuable materials, you needed connections — and he didn’t have any.
On top of that, he had been far from his family for a long time, and the course he took hadn’t really helped him make friends.Another option was to explore old pces — abandoned houses, forgotten rooms, or buy from sellers who didn’t know what they had.
But luck was never on his side.
Whenever he did find something old, it was never worth much — or it was in such bad condition that it couldn’t be identified historically, losing all its value.
That’s when I realized I had to join a company.There, I’d have access.No more risking myself in some far-off country for the tiny chance of uncovering a treasure.I’d get a sary, benefits.It felt like the dream job — checking all the right boxes.
Aaaachoo!
A sneeze so sharp, it could rival the sound of a bird having spasms and screaming in agony.
It was Endy.I’d heard it so many times I could recognize it instantly.
I still can’t understand why someone with such extreme rhinitis would choose to work in a pce drowning in dust.
She’s not a bad person.Actually, she’s pretty friendly, sociable, and looks fairly normal.
There’s just one thing.Maybe no one’s noticed yet.She’s new enough to have slipped under the radar.
She has a habit of stealing red pens.
It’s almost obsessive.When she spots one, you can see her tense up — and when she thinks no one’s watching, she hides it in her bag, or wherever she can.
But she’s really good at it.If I didn’t have this habit of people-watching when I’m bored, I’d never have noticed.
There was this one time — Dominic had a red pen clipped to his shirt pocket.He was heading out to get coffee.
Then Endy “accidentally” dropped a water bottle on his foot.No concern for his soaked sock — just full commitment.It still gives me chills.
And Dominic’s tall — like, two meters at least.
When he bent down to pick up the bottle, I didn’t even see her arm move.I just looked back and the pen was gone…
Terrifying.