CAGED

EPISODE ONE 

The alarm clock buzzed loudly, boldly displaying that the time had clocked 7am. There was a stirring beneath the blanket, a tired groan, followed by a lazy arm which stuck out to press the snooze button. Silence filled the room.

After a few minutes, the clock rang more loudly again, jolting the man underneath the sheets. He jumped up, placing his right hand against his chest, trying to calm his heart. He glanced quickly at the clock, eyes bulging as he looked at the time. 7:30am! Like a mouse who just realized its tail was on fire, he shot out of bed, headed directly for the bathroom. He had to be in the boardroom by 8am to present his carefully prepared masterpiece to prospective clients, considering it as his only shot for a good break! He had prepared so much for this day, including sleeping late last night, putting final touches to his slides.

The voluminous bathing routine will have to be cut short today. He dashed out of the bath tub and in the space of 10 minutes was all dressed, looking smart in a maroon colored shirt, black trouser and suit. He was straightening out out his tie in front of the mirror, his blond hair though styled hurriedly, still looked elegant as it fell to his shoulders. High-Tech Corporation was never uptight about their employees looks, but more concerned about their brains and results, which gave him the liberty to flaunt his hair as he deemed fit. His pink lips curved in a pleasant smile. But for this occasion, he had to put that hair in a pony, his blue eyes shone bright in anticipation. Satisfied with his look, he grabbed his laptop bag and followed through the kitchen door to the garage where his Ferrari waited patiently.

To be continued….

Written by Asher Esther Orohuchari