A late night at the office leads to a strange encounter. |
Stayed much beyond the office hours today, a computer game I’d started to play, level by level, past demons I did creep, finding potions to make the monsters sleep. At last triumphant, the last bastion fell, the Princess released from villainous spell. I looked up to find sullen silent walls, A humming fax line, and echoing halls. The grey skies outside darken the window, Like animal eyes in dark, headlights glow, Hasty departure is what is called for, I estimate the best route to the door. Feet outrace the gallop of timid heart, Queasy stomach balks and heaves at the start, The eyes gyrate wildly, as for the ears – They’re pricked upright, even whispers to hear. Shuffle along, back braced against the wall, Alternated with a scrambling crab crawl, Courage returning, fighting off the scare, Hall light beckoning, we are almost there. A loud groan, a rattle, the beast is here, My faint heart surrenders, no match for fear, Ammoniac smell and lavender too, Have I just died? Grandma, can that be you? “Ma’am, wake up! We’re just the night cleaning crew! Sorry, our cart sort of bumped into you!” |