დ. Dagan. დ
What a weird world I live in. It is so unlike my home. I brushed off a piece of lint from my jacket sleeve and sat down on the comfortable black armchair. Looking around the office with moderate interest as I waited to hear from one of the many minions, I had running around doing my bidding. That thought comforted me slightly. Minions. I chuckled as I remembered the movie I had recently watched.
“Sir!” he came into the office sweating and out of breath. I turned my nose up in disgust as I regarded the imbecile in front of me.
“What?” I snapped at him, irritated.
“The Djinn have been destroyed,” he informed me breathlessly and I didn’t know what angered me more. The fact that the Djinn had been destroyed or the fact that he still hadn’t managed to catch his breath.
“What
