The Wanderers (5)
Dorian awoke to a cold hand vigorously shaking his shoulder. He couldn’t feel his one arm underneath him, but he managed to push himself up to a sitting position.
“I am sorry to wake you, but it is very important that you not stay here. My superiors will be here any moment to check on me and my work and you cannot stay. Fortunately, the individual who is in charge of the employment office has arrived early and agreed to perform a favor for me.”
“I’m not sure this is what he meant,” Dorian began, but did not finish as Exec began to pick him up off the floor. After a frantic flailing of limbs, Dorian found his balance and was quickly escorted out of the small office down the opposite end of the hall from where Visitor Services was located. Exec seemed to be in a hurry though he took large, calm, and collected strides while Dorian felt foolish following in a frantic and hurried trot. Eventually they reached the door labeled “Employment Opportunities” and without a moment wasted, Dorian was pushed through the door.
“Good morning, Exec,” the secretary said once they entered. “Shall I get Mr. Leblanc for you?”
“Yes, Sylvia. Thank you.”
The two waited in the rather large waiting area that reminded Dorian of the doctor’s offices he had been forced to attend. The pictures on the walls looked equally fake and the image seemed complete by the inclusion of magazines next to sets of chairs. He had no more time to think about the parallels as Sylvia called from her desk that Mr. Leblanc was available and Dorian found himself quickly following Exec to the frosted window door that led to Mr. Leblanc’s office.
Author’s comments on post 363: Apparently when I said I wasn’t going to write much more of The Wanderers, I was wrong. Right now, the plan is to alternate stories every other day, but I don’t think this will last once I get back to school. But enjoy what I have for you and I hope to have more tomorrow.
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