The Wait

I sat on that old typical wooden bench, with my legs crossed, and not a single person in sight. In the background I heard screechings, the sounds of which I knew sooner or later, I'd contribute to myself, we would contribute to ourselves. The place reeked of a smell which was so familiar to my nose. What is it? I couldn't recall.

I held a weapon tight in my arms. I had to make sure it would be in perfect condition later on. I couldn't take any chances with it. It wasn't mine. I placed a package in between my legs on the floor, squeezing them together just as tightly, just to make sure not a single damn soul could get a hold of it. Time check: 1310 hrs.

Where were you guys?

I saw a figure approach me. Hung around his shoulder, was a weapon, the same weapon I had in my arms. Then came in two other guys. One of them brought along a package, although it had no resemblance to the one I had in between my legs. This one was bigger. Yes, the three figures were the guys I had been waiting for. Let's do it guys. It's time.

We nodded. Each of us understood what was to be done. Now with the package in my right hand and the weapon in my left, I got up from the old bench and led the way. We headed towards the source of the screeching sounds, the sounds which we'd contribute to in a while. An obstacle stood in our way, but this one was easy to overcome. It was a mere door. I turned the knob. We walked in. We're here.

But, so were the others. They were there too. In fact, they had been there for a long time. The cold sweat on their faces and the perspirations that soaked their shirts told us so. You'd think they'd quit by then, but no, they went on with their shots and smashings.

We continued our way to our designated dot on the map. En route there, nobody dared to look at us, for they had no business to watch. We finally reached our spot. Straight away, we unpacked our packages, and loaded our weapons. We took our shots. We made our smashings. All that, while our shoes screeched on the floor.

We were having a game called badminton.

HAHA. But yeah, so the guys were late. I waited for them outside the court for like half an hour. The weapon by the way was a racket, and the package was, well, a bag. And I didn't expect that many people to play on a Monday. I thought they'd all be working or going to school or something. Well I guess it's the semester break for them too. Badminton was fun, and it got my heart pumping at an even higher pace than it would if I see Jessica Alba nude right in front of me. Yeah, it was pumping THAT fast.

Let's see what awaits me tommorow. Sayonara. Oh, and you must watch Sin City if you haven't already.