164 TALE OF THE FALLEN STAR

A loud happy whistle filled the hallway as a man in a blue and black uniform walked down the hallway with a bottle of water and a nylon of snacks in his hand. He heard the sound of a door slamming shut and retreating footsteps. He immediately became alert. After the murder that happened in the building, he had been alert and on guard ever since and maybe, a bit scared. It didn't help that apart from the cleaner that occasionally came by, he was the only one monitoring the building. “How can they leave one person to guard such a large place?” He muttered in annoyance. “No wonder the CCTV was tampered with,” he said, bringing out his baton as he carefully walked towards the source of the noise. His journey led him to the equipment room and he saw a man bent over some bags as he rummaged through it. “Who are you?” He questioned, raising the baton. The man looked back at him and when he saw the familiar face, he relaxed a bit, wiping away the perspiration that had gathered on