RED PAINT ( BY NERAT FROM 2 CIE "1ST PRIZE")
Night guard is a very scary job, and she knew that, in fact everybody had told her so, but she needed the money, and what could even go wrong?
It was a Sunday, she was reading a book in the infinite silence of the night shift, everything was dark except for the tender glow her flashlight was emitting and the cold atmosphere was giving her chills. Suddenly she cought a glance of a white and red figure wondering around, her heart skipped a beat and her skin turned paler than ever. Nevertheless, she got up and started searching for it, convincing herself that it must had been an illusion, although she wasn’t so sure about it. She found nothing, which took a huge weight off her shoulders, but the anxious feeling of uneasiness was still there. The days went by, and the feeling wasn’t leaving, it wasn’t until a strong, disgusting smell started to make its appearence in the mall, that she decided to call the police. Despite her optimism, she had a gut feeling that this experience wasn’t going to end well, and she was right: a corpse soaked in blood was stuck inside a private room.
As far as she knew, the body was from a pinter that had been painting the roof the night she saw a figure, the ceiling had broken and he had fallen, breaking multiple ribs, but as he sought for help, he got stuck in that room and bled to death. She quit the job after that.
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