Chapter 7
To get back up
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Techno picked up the stuff that fall out of his brothers jeans. As he picked them up one by one. He then noticed the card so he decided to examine it in more detail.
The card was dominated by a cell phone number that disappeared when tilted towards the dark and reappeared when hit by the light.
As Techno brought it closer to his face he noticed a few words at the corner.
*easy job – easy money*
What is this Nic? Techno looked down, almost expecting an answer from the sleeping body. He turned around to leave the room then closed the door behind himself.
He walked a few steps before sitting once again in the dirty sofa in the small living room. He looked at the card for a minute before opening his
phone to look at his messages. He sighed, counting how many of the messages were about his outstanding bills.
He added them up and was shocked by the overall amount. How am I gonna do this?
He signed again, feeling the stress build up. He shock his head. How did you do it? Remembering his grandfather never complained about anything to do with bills. He sat still, slowly sinking into the old sofa trying to think of a way out of this deep hole.
As he tilted his head from side to side, a simmering light hit his eyes. He looked down to the card he held earlier. He picked it up, thinking of a wild idea…
Let me just try….
Techno picked up his phone and dialled the number. It rang about four times, Techno was losing courage and started to realize what he was doing but the phone was picked up. Not by a human but a machine…
Form low tone to high tone, a beeping sound came from the other line before going from high to low tone again. Techno listened after it went silent but the musical tones were repeated.
He frowned thinking off retreating but he then heard a voice. “Thank you for calling our hotline. We hope that with us your *goal will be achieved. Please note that you called us and we did not call you. For more information about the job, make your way to 5th street on route 9, look for Estispaluv world renounced restaurant. Make sure to bring the card, as it will give you access. Again thank you for calling and may all the luck be with you…”
(A/N: Please note that when I say *goal, I mean the normal human desires – money, sex & popularity. In this case Techno’s goal is money.)
And the tones were repeated. From low to high then high to low again. After that the voice came back,“Thank you for calling our hotline. We hope that with us your goal will be achieved. Please note that you called us and we did not call you…”
Techno hung up when he realized that the message was being repeated.
5th street? On route 9? That’s a bit far…
Techno thought about it, he looked at his watch then decided to leave because the sun was about to show its face and so he didn’t want to waste any time.
He left not notifying his brother afraid he might wake him up unnecessary. And so he walked out the apartment and into the remaining shadows of the night.
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The walk was long, he couldn’t afford any kind of transportation so he walked. When he reached route 4, his legs were ready to give up on him but to his luck a red car stopped near Techno, which then rolled the window down just to see Techno’s face.
“Where are you going?” The voice asked, cool and calm.
“Umm….”
“Ahh… Don’t worry I just want to give you a ride, that’s if you want it…”
Techno hesitated for a moment then noticed a symbol on the car, it was a really popular church symbol.
Techno was atheist, he didn’t believe in any higher up power. He believed if there was, then his life wouldn’t be like this. But knowing that people that came from this church had similar morals he decided to trust the Stanger.
“Am going to 5th street on route 9…”
“5th street?”
“Yea…”
“Okay, hop in. Am going to pass by it anyway. I’ll drop you off.”
Techno walked up to the red car to open the door but before he got in he quickly said to the older man. “I don’t have any money…”
The older man smiled, “Oh no… It’s okay. Am helping you. You don’t need to pay me…”
Techno felt a bit more relaxed then entered the car.
At first it was quiet but as they got closer to their destination the stranger began to ask questions.
“What are going to 5th street for?”
“Am hoping to find a job…”
“On 5th street!?”
Techno was a bit surprised with the Stangers tone.
“Yea… Why?”
“OH no no. It’s just that, the place does not have a good reputation that’s all.”
Techno was now interested.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean like a lot of young handsome men like you always end up on that side, well am not to sure about what exactly happens but I have a feeling its nothing good…”
Techno turned to his window and noticed that they had just passed route 7 and are getting close. The man continued talking.
“I know people that stay there, they say bad things happen, things you don’t want done to you… Am not trying to say anything but be careful when you get there.”
Techno turned back to look at the older man. He studied his face and thought that this man had seen things in his lifetime that Techno could only imagine.
“Have you been there?”
“OH no, I’ve never been and am not going anytime soon, well except to drop you off but other then that, I’d like to stay away from the place…”
Techno felt a big pain at the bottom of his tummy. The car was slowing down. They had arrived. “Ahh…here’s your stop, I hope everything goes well for you and hopefully you get that job.”
Techno couldn’t help but smile despite the way he felt inside.
He opened the door and got out.
“Thank you so much… You did me a great favour. “
“Its okay, help someone and in turn the lord will help you. Have a nice day.”
And with that the red car drove away.
Techno looked around for a moment before seeing a more crowded area with high class restaurants, he decided to walk towards them and not far down sat the one he was looking for.
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Hope you enjoyed…
(A/N: Just want to know, What do you think Kla’s *goal is?)