Unorthodox Beast Control

written request for leave

October 25th, light rain.

It turns out that maybe everything that happened before was just my imagination.

My girlfriend has no connection with the abnormal female doctor. If there is, she probably bought the same doctor's professional suit in a sex shop...

And this became another reason why the female doctor was abnormal.

Living with my girlfriend is a wonderful life. Although for some reason I always feel that I have intermittent trances of consciousness and occasional weakness, this time I will no longer doubt my gentle and lovely girlfriend.

This must be my imagination again.

My hypochondriasis has probably gotten worse. Even when I occasionally see colleagues with friendly smiles at work, I feel that their smiles are full of malice, as if they want to eat me up.

Just today, when the manager conveyed to me the instructions in a gentle voice that I would work overtime tonight, I once again had this assumption.

The new work tasks are very heavy, and I am a person who concentrates on doing things. When I looked up from the lighted computer screen again, the entire office area was empty.

Shaking my head helplessly, I was about to go to the bathroom and take my things home, but suddenly stopped.

"Click, click, click-"

A series of crisp sounds echoed in the office area.

I am very familiar with the sound of typing on the keyboard, but I am the only one in the office area. Who is typing on the keyboard?

Great fear enveloped me. I told myself again and again that this was my delusion again, and I walked cautiously towards the work station where the sound came from.

Then…

Take a day off.

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Human version: work overtime, ask for leave.

(End of chapter)