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Topic: Fearful (08/23/07)
TITLE: A prisoner to fear
By Misti Chancellor
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I don’t think he’ll come here, but if he does, I should be able to get away. As long as I hear him coming before he gets to my office, I can get away and he won’t be able to catch me. All I have to do is go out the back door of the office, slip through the printer room, cross the computer room, and go up the back stairs and out the door. Since he doesn’t have a card or clearance, the doors to the printer room and computer room would slow him down. Except, what happens if he finds me outside? Would I have time to get to my car? I don’t drive the same car now. I should be okay, unless he sees me.
I’ll just carry my cell phone in my hand, and then I can dial 911 if I need to. I’ll put my keys between my fingers as a weapon. I’ll be ok. I can’t survive without pockets. I have to have my phone and keys on me, you know, in case I have to run.
But, it’s a secure building. I should be ok.
Jenna jumped slightly at the sound of her boss, Joe, entering the office where she was working on updating a layout of the security cameras in the building.
“How’s that coming?” he asked, leaning over her shoulder to look at the screen. She stiffened slightly at his invasion of her personal space, but he failed to notice.
“I should be done with it before the end of the day today,” she replied, the steadiness of her voice hiding the roiling emotions that caused her muscles to stiffen.
If he doesn’t move back, I think I’m going to SCREAM! I won’t, not really, but I don’t like this! He’s TOO CLOSE!
“Good deal. Put it on my desk when you’re done,” Joe said as he moved on through the office.
I wish he wouldn’t do that. I DON’T LIKE people that close to me. I can’t handle it. Is he really just that clueless, or … no, I can’t think that of him, he’s a nice guy. Just because one guy was a creep doesn’t mean that all guys are creeps. But still, I wish he wouldn’t do that.
A slight shudder of nervous energy rippled through her as she settled back into the job at hand. Since manipulating objects in a drawing program requires a steady hand and intense concentration, she shoved her thoughts aside to focus on getting the lines as they should be. An hour later, the work was finished and she sent it to the color printer on the second floor. She retrieved the document from the printer and stopped by Joe’s office to put the document on his chair so he would be sure to see it. It would get lost in the paperwork piles if she put it on his desk. She headed back to her desk, and the last hour of work of the day.
What was that noise? I wonder who just came through the door out there. I wish I wasn’t so jumpy. I wish I wasn’t so paranoid. How long before I finally feel safe again?
She shut down her computer, said a cheerful goodbye to her coworkers and headed out the door. She scanned the parking lot around her as she headed toward her car. It was empty. She disengaged the lock on the door, and slid into the stifling heat of the car. As she pulled out of the parking lot, she gave a slight sigh. She had survived another day on the job. Her mission now was to get home safely.
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