Tommy was sitting in his old car which his parents gave him when he turned 17. It was 8:07 PM, and the sun was already down. Tommy was waiting for the unexpected message from his boss to come over to the building and watch over it for the night. He worked at a building office downtown in a gloomy area of the city. He heard many urban legends about the area, which even at day, had some sort of strange feeling like you were being watched. There were a lot of abandoned factories and buildings next to the building Tommy was working in, and one time, he swore he saw a silhouette of a face in one of the windows. Tommy had a daughter and wife, who always liked staying home and watching TV. Earlier, he said bye to his family for the night and then went to head to the building.
Right now, Tommy was driving down the street to the downtown part, which was usually called the “The Cloud Of The City.” Tommy turned on the radio when it got too silent, silence always bothered Tommy. His favorite song was playing. That was nice. Were those shadows in the streets he saw? He could barely see, there were only a few streetlights that barely lit up the road. Tommy usually was never scared of the dark, he was just sometimes scared what was in it. The urban legends of this area got to his head now. A bit of anxiety hit him in the chest that he never knew he had. The car finally arrived to the building though. The buzzing yellow lights dimmed outside the blurry windows. His thoughts started to twist and turn, and he tried to calm down. Calm down, calm down, its just a night shift until the morning.
-2 hours later-
Tommy checked the time on his phone. 10:48. His hand was very shaky even as he was relaxing in the comfy chair that was in one of the cubicles. He was just all alone in this building. At least he could check the security cameras. He went to the surveillance room and looked at the various cameras that were placed around the building. One looked at the back door of the building, and Tommy started to see things in the background of it again. Slight moving of shadows. The other camera was the front of the building, where he saw his car parked outside and the abandoned buildings. The other ones were the cameras inside the building. He looked vividly at the cameras. Nothing was happening, but he felt like something was too. Quiet whistling could be heard from the outside of the building. Tommy decided to stay in the surveillance room until it was time for him to leave. He loved being at this place during day, when his co-workers were there and joking around about the stories about this place. But when he is all alone here, he just feels like hes being watched, but from someone who isn’t human. He started to get sleepy, so he rested in the chair and hoped the night would go by fast.
-3 hours later-
Loud banging on the building walls made Tommy jump out his chair. He checked his watch shakily. 1:56. He wished time would go quicker. He looked at the surveillance camera at the front door and the back door and saw a silhouette behind the fence of the backdoor. He was never much of a religious man, and he thought that right now was God himself about to kill Tommy for his sins. Whatever Tommy was thinking right now, it always ended badly. He thought of many situations right now. He just hoped it was just his boss coming to check on him. The banging was long gone now, and he could hear birds chirping, and that cursed whistling again. But after a few silent minutes, his ringtone blasted and Tommy’s heart dropped for a second. He got a call from his boss.
“Is this you! Tommy!” His boss sounded out of breath and seemed like he was running.
“Hello?” Tommy said. He had shivers and caught goosebumps.
His boss was still panting and loud noise could be heard from the phone. “There’s some skinny guy chasing me!”
“Call the police right now!” Those were the last words he heard until a loud yell was heard from the phone and a moment later, violent and aggressive ripping and scratching.
Tommy felt traumatized. The phone automatically hung up. Tommy didn’t even blink as he walked out of the room and looked out the window.
On the street he saw the dead body of his boss.
Tommy’s eyes raised and he started to quiver. He ran back to the surveillance room and then checked his watch. 2:57. Tommy heard the banging on the building again. But now he heard a quiet growling voice from the outside. He checked the cameras again. No one in the front door. No one in the building itself. His heart sank when he saw the back door.
-News Report By Frank Witherman-
“Hello, hi, great city of great people.”
“As you heard, 2 months ago, there was a murder of two men at the company building downtown.” A lady comes to Frank and whispers to him.
“Actually, we are not sure if it was a murder or not, but it sure was a disappearance. Traces of blood were found on the street in front of the building, and one of the victim’s phone in the building was found too, the phone belonging to a man named Tommy Briggs. While checking it, we found a note-taking app on the phone and we saw that Tommy was making a note to himself, or something like that.”
“That’s enough talking. Lets read the note.” The screen cuts to a blood-splattered phone with the Note app on the screen.
“To my family, friends, or anyone who finds this. So there has been an urban legend thing going on in this area, and right now i’m pretty sure its true. I just saw it on the surveillance camera and it left me speechless, so i’m typing it here. I love you family, Sarah you were always my favorite person, and you are so smart and funny. Teresa, I’m sorry I didn’t spend time with you and Sarah, I just had a lot of hard work to do. And i’m so sorry that if your reading this letter right now, and you are crying. It’s okay to cry. Just don’t come here in this area ever again. Whatever happens here stays here. If you see it, then you will die sooner or later. And Sarah, I need to confess something. It’s just that–” The note ends there.
“Well, that was a dramatic and cliche note, haha.” Frank laughed and smiled at the camera.
“It was probably just some prank pulled off by a group of friends!” Frank kept on laughing.
*Background whispering*
“Yeah I know it might be real but I just don’t believe it!” Frank cut off his laughing and looked at the next subject for the news.
“Now onto the economy of the city failing.” Frank stared at the camera.