Richard always liked Jessica's office.
It was always so cluttered. She had several bookshelves lining each of the back two walls of the brightly lit back room that Jessica had dubbed her office. The bookshelves held numerous hard backed fantasy novels, as well as table top and live action roleplay rule books. In front of the dusty books, were figures of dragons, bottles of coloured liquid, and even some daggers, that Jessica had acquired over the years.
Behind one bookshelf, was a large tapestry of a unicorn that Jessica had gotten when she was vacationing in Wales the previous summer.
On the wall next to the door, was a mural of a window. It seemed to lead into another world, with the realistic lighting that had been painted in. Through the mural's window, one could see a castle that rose high into the fluffy painted clouds. There was ivy climbing one side of the gray-brown stone and a wall surrounded the entire castle. Some trees peaked over the top of it, showing that there was a courtyard beyond the wall.
It was a gorgeous painting, but Jessica would never tell Richard who she had paint it.
Her desk was pushed back into one corner, making it look like it was the least important thing in the room, contrary to most offices.
In the middle of the room. there was as large, green velvet covered table. There were five chairs around it, the one at the head was a dark mahogany wood and had designs carved deep into the arm rests.
The table was usually used for the tabletop roleplay sessions hat Jessica sometimes held. However, today the table was scattered with papers, the whiteness of which were almost blinding to the eye.
Richard sat in the gilded chair, rummaging through the papers in hope of finding something on where Jessica had gone. Sebastian, Jessica's second-in-command, had reported her missing the day before, and along with the police, Richard had offered to help his friend look for her.
Richard knew that Sebastian was panicking, even if he didn't show it. The taller male ran the shop calmly, working six days a week, in order to keep the shop open and income coming in during Jessica's mysterious absence.
Richard ran his fingers through the raven black hair that fell in his eyes as he looked down at the papers. She couldn't have just disappeared, she was Jessica Portman, owner of Eriad Coffee; the small nerd hangout at the very end of main street. She lived a normal life, LARPing with Richard and Sebastian on the weekends, and playing table top with them every Wednesday night.
The black haired boy was so caught up in his disbelief, he didn't notice the heavy wooden door to the office slowly open. The noise from the outside store could now be heard; people ordering coffee, children marveling over some of Jessica's imported models, and Sebastian and the few other employees rushing around to assist the customers.
The door slammed shut, abruptly silencing the small room once again.
Richard looked up then, his dark brown eyes scanning the office, before landing on the dark figure that had just entered the room. It was clothed in black from head to foot, even a black bandanna covering its mouth. It's eyes were dark, almost pure black, and Richard shivered at the fact that he could see no whites.
In one hand, the humanoid clutched a long katana, the blade was made of a black metal that Richard had never seen before. The humanoid made an odd whistling sound, like a bird, and moved towards the awestruck male.
Richard pushed the papers aside, staring straight at the humanoid, who was now casually swinging the katana in one hand. The olive skinned boy stood up slowly, his mind calculating how fast he could grab a knife of the book shelf to defend himself should the humanoid attack. He mentally thanked Sebastian for teaching him the correct techniques during their LARP sessions, no matter how much he complained to the older male, this would definitely be more helpful than he had originally thought.
Richard lunged for the nearest knife, his hand wrapping around the handle just as the humanoid swung at him, both hands on the handle of the katana. He parried, but had misjudged the strength of the humanoid and he groaned as he felt his arm crack.
It growled at him and pressed Richard back towards the wall. Richard pushed back weakly, his heart threatening to pound right out of his chest. The black clad person gripped their katana tighter, both hands covered in black gloves.
Richard breathed hard and pressed against the humanoid, finally finding the strength to slam the other into the opposite wall, making some of the books clatter against their shelves.
"Sebastian!" Richard yelled desperately, hoping that his friend could hear him through the door. "Sebastian!"
The creature seemed to laugh at that, catching Richard off guard. It pushed him off and sliced sideways at the tall boy. Richard gasped and stumbled back, his shirt sliced open. The black clad figure laughed again. It was a cold, in human sound that sent shivers up Richard's spine.
The thing kicked him back and Richard braced himself for the impact of the other wall.
It never came...