It was a Tuesday. A hellish Tuesday, as Marilyn would love to remember it because Gerald did the most on that day.
Marilyn had resumed work and was happy about the fact that Gerald had not shown up. It was three hours into the start of the day, yet Gerald had not come to work.
'Today is going to be as clear as fresh water,' Marilyn said to herself while she continued the day's work. However, her happiness was cut short when she felt the familiar aura of darkness start to envelop her. He was coming. The devil that was Gerald Bale was showing up to work after all. Marilyn shook her head.
'Good day sir,' Marilyn greeted Gerald as he stepped into the office with huge and boisterous strides. His shoulders swayed differently that day, as if he had recently achieved something that he was pr
