14.Pleasure

Celia

I have not been arrested yet. I have not imagined my day like this. I've Visioned an officer in a dress coat, assigned insignia, pressed uniform shirt, uniform pants, white gloves, a tie, and a formal police hat asking for me. That's too much imagination I guess. But no one came for me and I believe this is his doing. The day is awfully sluggish. I did what I always do and am terribly tired of doing those same things every day. My body is near to worn out since I had a twenty-four hours shift. 

     I haven't removed my white coat when I was walking out of the hospital. My phone buzzed. I saw a text from an unknown number which says, " Come to me, NOW. Elijah will take you." Before I comprehend the text, I hit someone. My head hardly reached his chest. The pole before me is an old man in a clean shave and bald head. His eyes are pale blue. If my guess is right, he is somewhere near sixty.