Nightworld Page #4

lock the front main entrance

every night, 11:
00

p.m. to 8:
00 a.m.

That's it.

- I'll drop by later

to leave the keys

to the main entrance.

- Great.

Where do I get a bite

to eat around here?

- There is a restaurant

across the street

or you can try the

caf around the corner.

- Alright.

Thank you.

- Oh, and Brett.

- Yeah?

- Make yourself at home.

(soft piano music)

(birds trilling)

(deep ominous humming)

(clock ticking)

(intense screeching)

(gasps)

(panting)

(door creaks)

(deep rumbling)

(ominous bass rumbling)

- Hello?

Hello?

(Brett gasps)

Sorry.

Wait!

Yeah, these guys, uh,

they are a little strange.

(laughs) And I think I

almost gave the cleaning lady

a heart attack when

I bumped into her.

Yeah, just scared the

crap out of her is all.

But you're right about this

job being a walk in the park,

there's nothing to it.

Yeah, I don't

really do anything.

I'm just being paid to, I guess,

watch a bunch of empty rooms.

Yeah, yeah, I'm here.

Thanks, man.

Well, maybe you should

consider visiting me.

Maybe you'd actually be

inspired to write something

that people would want to read.

(laughs) I'm just saying, man,

I've read coloring books with

better character development.

(laughs) All right, bye.

(speaks foreign language)

American coffee, please.

- Uh, you don't want

that sh*t. (laughs)

Can I offer you a

real coffee instead?

- Well, I happen to love

that sh*t, but sure,

I'll go ahead and try one of

your so-called coffees, sure.

- Take a seat.

(soft radio music)

I saw you yesterday.

In the cab, while I

was cleaning outside.

Visiting someone?

- Actually I just took

a job around the corner.

- At the Zahari?

I thought that place was some

sort of a retirement home.

- Yeah, I'm not exactly

sure what it is.

- Not bad.

- Told you.

- Brett.

- Welcome to Sofia, Brett.

I'm Zara.

Uh, so, um, what kind

of work do you do

over there at the Zahari?

- Security.

- Security?

For what?

I never see anybody going

or coming from that place.

- When I figure it out

I'll let you know. (laughs)

Is this your place?

- No, I just, I just work here.

This pays the bills while

I study for my Masters.

- What are you majoring in?

- Art history.

So, (laughs)

pleasure to meet you.

- The pleasure is all mine.

(soft orchestral music)

(children laughing)

(footsteps scampering)

(sighs)

Christ, Brett.

(keys jingling)

(soft intense music)

(lock latches)

(crickets chirping)

(birds trilling)

(glass clattering)

- Coffee?

- [Brett] Please.

- [Zara] Did you catch

that storm the other night?

- [Brett] Yeah.

- [Zara] Kept me up all night.

- End of the world, I tell you.

- I saw a removal

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