Deni Galya Arc
DENI
Galya Arc
First Job Part II
-Next stop a shop looking for sellers.
The ad itself only gave the address. We’ll see what comes up. According to the address, I had to walk about a mile to get to my destination. I watched couples go out here and there.
-How I was jealous of them, I wish I had a girlfriend too.
-Sweetie, stay away from that guy. Nothing good awaits you.
-Why, he doesn’t seem like a bad guy.
-It doesn’t matter. He’s a loser.
-So?
-He is a gay?
-Seriously?
-Well, some of his “friends” told me he’s not interested in women. You don’t want him to rape me.
-That sounds exciting!
-Oh, you Deni! Stay away from me!
-Guys, look who’s here!
-Oh, there’s Deni.
-How you doing, ninja?
What I didn’t want. To meet more of the old bullies. There’s no getting rid of them. That day when I ran away from Rosa on the way back I was the object of their mocking. As if the other things weren’t enough for me.
-Are you ignoring us?
Their leader called.
-Just because you’re wasting your time with me doesn’t it mean no one wants you to work for them?
-Why you!
-What did you say? Who doesn’t want us? We’ll smash his face in!
-Bring him in!
So I was right, but they wouldn’t admit it. Well, whatever.
-I see you’re awfully busy, and I have to go. See you soon.
I think I managed to get rid of them. Whatever I did, if they were around things would go from bad to worse, but let me think positive. There were definitely a lot of places downtown where you could buy from a snack, go through anything and everything, all the way to a supermarket. It was all in the center of town. Top dating place, and me on the other hand…
-Not yet, Deni do not fret.
Full ahead I gave towards the shop.
The truth is I didn’t even know what it was for. I’d have found out, but everywhere I looked I could see beautiful girls waiting for someone to pick them up, I mean seduce and captivate them. Unfortunately for them, or rather me, I was not the one. I had a long way to go to reach their hearts and make them fight for me. Until then, I’d be out in the wilderness alone. I looked down the street and saw that the store must be somewhere nearby. The strange thing was, I couldn’t see any shop. Or at least at first glance.
I saw a woman coming out of what looked like a larger building.
-Excuse me, ma’am.
-Are you talking to me?
-Yes, to you.
-What do you want, young man?
-There must be a shop around here somewhere. Do you know where it is?
-Let’s see. Shop. . . Ah, yes. There is a souvenir shop here. If you ask me, you’d better not go inside.
-Why?
-You get the chills. There’s scary stuff in there. Once you go in, you’re changed forever.
-Sounds like a house of horrors.
-You could call it that.
-And where is it?
-Well, from where I came in at the bottom of the corridor, but I still wouldn’t advise you to go in.
-Why?
-Well, I regularly hear screams and shouts from there. You don’t know what’s going on inside. Many times the neighbours and I complain to the landlord, but he’s a relative and doesn’t listen to us. The rent is low here otherwise.
-Is that so?
-Yes, but now I have to go.
-Thank you very much, madam.
I bowed, as did she, for some reason, and she went about her business.
I still don’t know whether to believe her or not, but there’s only one way to find out. I headed towards the large building. For some unknown reason people were looking at me strangely, but that wasn’t new. Did they hear what I said to the woman or not? There is no way to know for certain.
After a few steps, I found myself in front of the entrance.
-Should I proceed or not?
Fate loves brave people so I’m going to go ahead. Now at the bottom of the corridor. let’s go.
And there I am. The sign on the door said ” Witch’s Trinkets”. After hesitating for a second, I knocked on the door.
-You can come in.
I opened the door and walked in and what to see.
The woman was literally dressed like a witch. starting with the hat, going to the outfit and getting to the broom. I’d rather call it a Halloween store.
-Good day.
-Good to be.
-I’m here for the job ad.
-I knew somebody would come.
While we were talking I had time to look around and saw all sorts of things. All sorts of necklaces, snakes, spiders and whatnot from witch culture. I don’t think it would attract normal people. It’s not like I’m normal, but still. Are there any customers at all? And that like many other things about this shop remained a mystery. i do know that some mysteries are better left unknown, so I’ll try to be direct. But even so, I didn’t know what to say.
-Do you want tea and biscuits?
-Thank you very much.
-There’s no reason why. It often gets boring here. It’s times like this that I like to watch horror movies.
That explains the screams and the strange atmosphere.
-What about the job.
-Where are you in a hurry for? Hey now, I’m going to make the tea and we’re going to watch one of my favorite movies.
-Um…
Before I knew it, she had literally disappeared. When she got back with the tea and biscuits, she played a film and I could have sworn I had not watched a scarier or more realistic horror film. I even screamed like a girl. How could I not be ashamed.
-How was the movie?
-Well, pretty real.
It was without a doubt. I really wish the bullies from school would come visit her.
-Yeah, that’s it. There were no stuntmen or effects back then. Everything was real.
-Seriously?
You mean the actors have experienced everything? I think even with my patience I’m beginning to doubt that this is the right place to work.
-Yes, seriously. Mom and Dad say I can’t be here all the time. And I’m often alone, so I was thinking of hiring a capable person to work here and be my companion at the same time.
-Wait a minute. I graduated not a month ago and I have no experience.
-So?
-Just the address was on the ad.
-I’ll take a look. You’re right. I’m gonna call to get it fixed.
I didn’t think that would change anything.
-I’m very sorry, but I don’t think I can help you…
-Ah, my name is Magdalena.
-Bye, Magdalena.
-Bye, boy.
I literally fled this place in fear and terror. Not only could I not help her, but I didn’t know if I would have kept my sanity.
P.S. Sorry for the delays. Your boy is still sick and well, had to work in Saturday. next week should be on schedule.