Hunter Maximus sat quietly with his hands folded in front of him, nervously waiting for one of the world’s most powerful beings to crush him like a bug. His mind raced, thinking over how he had gotten himself in this situation and wondering how to get out of it.
He thought briefly about escaping, because that was what he was trained to do. Always be aware of your surroundings, they had taught him. Always know where the exits are.
The room had three exits: one door and two tall windows. The door was behind Hunter’s chair. Through it was a short hallway which opened out into a large reception area. Going out there would be foolish. Hunter could hear several people talking in the reception area. One of them was the powerful being who would soon be coming for him, his voice quiet but deep and commanding.
Just eleven years old, Hunter was large for his age but easily small enough to fit through one of the windows, which were closed but not locked. Unfortunately there was a heavy oak desk between Hunter’s chair and those windows. It would take precious seconds to get over or around the desk, and the deep-voiced being in the reception area was more than powerful – he was also terrifyingly fast.
His eyes went to the phone perched on top of the desk. Maybe this could work. If he was ballsy enough to break into this office, of all offices, he was brave enough to try and brazen it out.
Yes, the being was powerful enough to crush him, fast enough to be upon him before he could blink, wicked enough to destroy him without even asking the reason for his presence; but quite possibly stupid enough to be kept out of his own room.
Hunter picked up the receiver, stabbed the button marked 'Reception' and said, "No more visitors today, Mrs. Varmighan."
Opening: JRMosher.....Continuation: Anonymous