"Hey, guess what? I saw the king today!" I heard a girl whisper to her friend.
"Really?!" Her friend excitedly replied.
"Yeah! And he's totally hot. Blonde sexy hair and gorgeous green eyes."
I sighed. I shouldn't be ease dropping. Ever since the government failed us, the world was taken over by the mafia. I happen to live in the new capital of the country: Seoul. Many have speculated on what the mafia king looks like, but no one has ever actually seen him. It gives him a sort of mysterious allure.
I personally don't keep up with all the gossip and news surrounding the mob rulers.I walked away from the two girls and made my way to work. Even with the hustle and bustle of the city, I still managed to find peace and quiet. I live on the eastern edge of what was previously known as the upper east side. It used to be the home to the wealthiest of Southern Koreans, but now, only a few wealthy people live on the western side, closer to Daegu. My neighborhood isn't bad, but it's not good either. It was the first place I found that was within my price range, and I instantly fell in love with it. The walk was about a half hour to where I work, and it was calm and quiet enough to give the eerie aura of empty city streets.
And I love it.
I walked into the skyscraper and pressed the 24th floor. I found my desk and took off my trench coat, letting my long bouncy brown curls fall around my body. I took a deep breath and started to work.
After a long day of scheduling and event planning, I finally ended my shift. My job is pretty simple. A big public relations firm wants someone to schedule and plan important events, and I do it. Not bad.
My boss asked me to finish up an event for the opening of a new casino, so I ended up staying late. What I didn't expect was it to be so
late.If I didn't head home soon, I could be in danger.
The mafia usually does most of the dirty work at night, and I really don't want to be caught up in that. I quickly grabbed everything I needed and headed out.I pushed the doors open to find rain.
Great.
I forgot my umbrella today, and I really didn't want to walk home in the pouring weather. I checked my phone, and it said the weather will clear up in about half an hour, so I waited.
Once the weather cleared, I started to walk. I looked up to the sky to see pitch black. I really hope nothing bad happens.
The more steps I took, the more nervous I got. The eerie feeling of empty, quiet street gave me anxiety instead of tranquility. Unconsciously, I heard the sound of my heels hitting the sidewalk quicken. The faster I get home, the faster I'll be safe.
When I almost reached my apartment, I heard a groan. Huh?
It sounded again. This time I got a clear hint at where it was coming from. I slowly crept into the alley way. What am I doing? Curiosity killed the cat.
But then, I saw a man sitting on the ground, his back against a wall. He looked hurt. I quickly ran over, and his eyes snapped to mine.
"Get out of here." He warned. He had dark hair and silver looking eyes. I hate to admit it, but it's sort of attractive.
I ignored him. I noticed his hand on his stomach and blood around his fingers.
"You should be at a hospital." I stated, worryingly.
"No."
"This is serious. You could die." Is he crazy for not wanting to go to a hospital. Does he want to die?
"No. I'm not going to a hospital."
"Okay, but let me help you." I opened my bag and took out my first aid kit. I always have one just in case something like this happens or an animal is hurt or I get hurt. While I did this, he just stared at me confused.
I unbuttoned his shirt a little and moved his hand away from the wound.
"This might hurt." I warned as I wiped the cut on his abdomen with a pad soaked in rubbing alcohol. He wasn't even fazed, like it didn't hurt what so ever. I added a huge bandaid type thing on top and cleaned up the materials.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to a hospital?" I asked again. All he did was stare at me. He looked into my eyes, just studying them while I gave him a confused look. After a long moment, I looked away and stood up. I really had to get home.
"I don't need a hospital. You should go home. It isn't safe." He finally replied. I nodded. It's his choice I guess. I started to walk, and he got up and walked behind me.
After about a block, I didn't hear any footsteps. I guess he went the other direction. I finally made it into the elevator and hit the 18th floor.
• • •
My boss made me stay late again. Doesn't he know I should be at home right now? I sighed, knowing my thoughts are pointless.
I walked out of the building, luckily no rain. I was halfway to my apartment when what I feared most happened. It all happened so fast I couldn't comprehend what happened until some men started chasing me.
I looked down an alley way and saw a man being pointed at with a gun held by another man. Then, a gun shot rang in my ears. The men who were left alive glanced my way, and I ran.
I wasn't quick enough. They caught me. Before I had time to react, the man who held me, hit my head with something metal, and I slowly succumbed to darkness.
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