THE SECURITY GUARD WHO ALWAYS NODDED AT ME — I NEVER LEARNED HIS NAME UNTIL ONE NIGHT WHEN HE TURNED AROUND AND DID SOMETHING THAT MADE MY SKIN CRAWL

One morning, I noticed a bruise on his arm.

“Sir, are you okay?” I asked.

He smiled a little. “I’m fine, ma’am. Just a small thing.”

But there was sadness in his eyes. I wanted to ask more, but I was in a hurry. As the days passed, I never asked again. I never even tried to learn his name. It was as if… I believed I would see him there every single day.

Until the night I will never forget.

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I worked overtime until 10 PM. I noticed the building felt unusually quiet. When I went down to the lobby, there wasn’t a single person around. Not even the security guard on duty.

As I reached the door, I was startled when it suddenly opened from the outside.

“Ma’am,” he said, catching his breath. “Please don’t go out yet.”

“Why?!” I asked nervously.

“There are two men who have been watching you for a while. They chased me earlier to ask what time you usually leave. That’s not normal.”

My hands went cold. “What do you mean?!”

“They’ve been following you these past few days,” he said in a low voice. “Whenever you leave, they call someone and ask if you’re the ‘target.’ That’s why you need to go through the back tonight.”

My knees almost gave out when I heard that.

“Sir… how do you know all this?”