She found it hard even finding the office block
expecting to find a modern building
several times walking by the shabby front
it had to be her first day of work
across the thresh hold did step she was late
now in a very flustered state.
Up to the reception desk to ask for the directions
an elderly uniformed man sat
who did not even raise his head when she spoke
telling her it was on level three
rushing to the lift pressed the button and waited
to just go home she debated!
When the lift arrived got in pressing the button
to take her up to the third floor
seconds passed then descended to the basement
not what she had expected
jolted to a halt the doors opened slowly revealing
a dank corridor with low ceiling
Heard a soft voice calling her name stepping out
taken by surprise by the sound
the lift shut and now stood all alone in a nightmare
that pleading voice guided her
amongst discarded equipment and hissing pipes
making her have increasing gripes!
Every shadow seemed a lunging demonic beast
now focused on a greenish hue
collided with a disused filing cabinet then a chair
saw a woman standing there
that faded into thin air only a short distance ahead
her sanity hung by a thread!
Now drawn into a small storage room feeling trapped
behind something scuttled passed
then in front heard a whimpering soft anguished cry
in a corner a young woman crouched
empathy filled her confused mind as she approached
as before her a beast encroached!
No more the poor wretched woman before her eyes
in the oppressive dim greenish light
but a hideous crouching snarling beast from hell
instinct made her turn and flee
tearing at the flesh on her legs blindly tried to run
certain her earthly life was done!
Weakening with every step saw an exit sign ahead
could only hope it would open
slamming against it at speed she burst through
reaching the ground floor level
falling through the fire door back in reception
standing dazed in reflection!
Without hesitation now quickly left this building
and down the way she had come
halting to inspect the painful wounds on her legs
but there was no marks to be seen
what had happened impossible to comprehend
petrified into the crowd did blend!
Those images haunted her did it really happen?
Never told anybody of her shortest day in a job!
The Foureyed Poet.