Chapter 4: Get Help
Bacon and Eggs. They have that. Warm bed. Yes they have the bed part. But the lodge keeper forgot to have check our rooom's heater during the monthly maintenance check. It was their open remarks when we arrived at the lodge. To be fair Mike Hanz our boss for this project suggested to have a drawlots to occupy the said room. My first time drawing lots was when I was six. I was playing with the other kids. I lost once and win twice. Ever since then I always knew if I drew something bad or good.
I took one of the folded paper. Immediately a red dot flashed in my mind. Bad luck. I thought.
Elis from the training unit and Sara from marketing department will be staying with me in the room with the broken heater. After the breakfast Mike asked everyone to put our bags in our room first then return to the conference unit to have a quick meeting before we unpack. The thirty minutes meeting was followed immediately by planning that lasted for four hours. It should have ended earlier if Sara Swing wouldn't make a fuss about everything. She insisted that we prepare the materials that we will be needing tomorrow. Since she is such a perfectionist we have to redo some stuff that was already pre-planned. We ended past four in the afternoon. Everybody agreed that we are already settled in order to convince Sara it is enough. We are all exhausted because of the long ride. We need at least to rest if they have to prepare the venue before the event starts the other party has to travel at least another two hours to get to the new branch and survey the things from there. Everyone is already groaning as they exited the conference room.
Mike on the other hand still has energry to spend. The only person who can match his energy is Al White. But the said person has his mind somewhere. I was not the only one who noticed that. Sara took several glances on his direction earlier suprised by the sudden chance she got because Al White didn't intervene while she's acting up again. Mike took Al somewhere, probably to drink before going to bed.
As for us three we were guided by the attendant to our fates. Our room is in the third floor. Obviously they don't have elevator to carry us up there. I wouldn't mind to climb the stairs carrying my bag alone. Again, Sara brought her house with her so Elis and I have to help her get there. On the far end of the hallway is our room. In this floor there are only two rooms. The other room though is being used as a storage but was converted for use.
The room is quite nice. There are three bed for each one of us. The lodge is quite old but everything are cleaned. Elis put her bag on the nearest bed, then Sara took the middle and the last bed near the huge sliding window was left to for me to occupy. The attendant left us to unpack. I felt a cold breeze coming from slightly opened window so I went ahead close it. Suddenly the glass slid off from its frame and breaks. "Oh my goodness! Wynn Levins! What did you do!? You broke tbe freaking window." Sara exclaimed. Everyone in the room immediately shivered
"I just closed the window!"
"You used too much force! Now we are all going to die here because of you!"
"Don't exaggerate Sara. I assure you no one is going to die on this trip."
Instantly, I smell his scent. Al White is suddenly on our door looking ragged. His hair messy and his clothes are a bit wet from something. Like a cologne or anything that is too sweet for my nose. It mixed into his scent that it is almost intoxicating. I had to move closer to the wall just in case I couldn't hold it in. He looks different is he drunk? Al has mezmering gray eyes. But I never remembered it to be darker than before. He looked passed me and over the broken window. He entered into our room not caring if Sara and Elis' mouth were wide open from his sudden change of attitude. I feel the chill of the cold breezw brusj my skin when he walked towards the window to look outside. His eyes shifted to my feet, a few inches from there are the broken shards of glass.
Too close!!! "I'm on my limit now! Get out!" i pushed him quite hard. I really didn't meant it but I'm closer into fainting if I didn't do that. I opened the window wide and smelled the cold air. I don't care if get sick. I'll die first from his scent first and the thoughts pulsating on my head. "Sara get help. Al hurt his feet."
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