Face Off with the Devil by Himself
It was a stormy morning, the perfect weather for what is to happen for the next few days. A storm in the life of a simple believer.
San rubbed his eyes as he board the bus, just in time to escape the wrath of the advancing storm. It didnt take long for the torrential rain to pour.
Today is an important day.
His mind went back to the night before when he sprawled over his table trying to rush the final video for today exihibition. It was not an easy task as the program he used was new to him. In the end, he had to settle for an inferior quality video due to the time constraint, certainty not of a quality he would normally allow in other times. This made him feel a bit guilty for the sub-standard job he had to settle for.
If it wasnt for them to waste so much time that day... it wasnt my fault.
By the time he reached his destination, the rain was so heavy that he could not even see what is in front of him. However admist the blur, he could sense a shadow, someone was waiting for him in the rain.
He stole a glance at his watch and realise that he was running late. Braving the rain under a pathetic walkway along one of the spine, he proceed to a nearby toilet to change into his formal wear. A grey tight long sleeve coupled with a pair of long pants that was obviously too short. At least his pair of well-polished shoes were his only consolation.
Entering the auditorium he find himself among the first few to arrive. San went about preparing for his team exihibition by checking the deco one last time. More importantly he set up the laptops and got his video running. He heaved a sign of relief upon finishing the last laptop. He checked the time.
8.35 am, still time for a last min grooming.
He made for the nearby toilet inside the auditorium. Someone else followed without his knowledge.
Upon entering the nearest cubicle, something small caught his eye. No doubt it was something that didnt belong to the interior deco of the cubicle. It was stark red but even if it wasnt, it was impossible for San to miss it. His heart jumped a beat and the rest was instict. A statement made by a good friend inevitablely flashed past his mind. "For all things except... i would never ..." It stayed there. San tried to push it out but it just stayed there. On top of that San thought he heard another pair of voice.
Take it, take it...
Following his instinct and the voice, San immediately slipped it into his pocket.
San mind was whirling and his heart racing. Excitment, fear, guilt, apprehension all became one at that moment. As he exit from the toilet he was back to himself, breathing normally at least. However, the auditorium looks different but he cant really say in what way.
Welcome to my world said the now familiar voice again.
Images still filled San's mind. Images of the cubicle, the people around and the thing itself. One month ago, he had been thinking of getting a new cellphone. San hand grasped the second phone now in his pocket.
It is exactly what i want. So coincidental
San's thought was suddenly shattered into millions pieces by the voice again.
Now you see what i can do for you,dont you.
Who the hell are you?
Some people called me the Devil, but it fact i am just like the different type of God that you people worship.
No way you are bad how could you possibly be the same as the Gods that we know .
Boy boy, dont be too fast to pass your judgement on who is bad and who is good. The only difference between me and them is that i came to look for you all but they expect you all to look for them. They never look for you all except when you all had crossed the line over to the bad side, then they labelled you all as sinners. But i am different i look for you all myself and offer you all things that they cant offer. I am a better saleman than them, if you want to see it in that way.
So what do you want from me?
My worship of course. Let me be your master and i will give you whatever you want.
That means giving you my soul..
Hey dont put it that way. It is just a small gesture of your faith. Anyway with me as your master you dont have to worry about your soul anymore, i can give you everything that you want. It is a good bargain rahter than being labelled as sinners by those that dont help you.
But i..
Someone gave San a hard shook from behind. It is his team leader.
"Hey why are you standing here talking to yourself, it is going to start soon, get prepared now." He ended off with a kind of certainty that was not to San's delight at all.
San made his way back to his booth. It suddenly dawned upon him that the owner is just one of the hundreds that now filled the exihibition hall now. San made a quick scan but at the same time he was afraid that his looks might give him away.
He must have realise it now and should be looking for it. My looks will give me away. I better try to forget everything that has just happened for now.
"Hey Adam we have a problem here with the demo"
San didnt have to turn to know this voice. In fact he had heard this particular statement for weeks to even know what is to happen for the next few minutes.
Adam, the chief engineer of the program scuffled over with his laptop in hands. Immediately he plugged the transferring cable to the connetion point on the breadboard and started typing furiously with his eyes darted to the screen. San could not help but be mesmerised by Adam's professionalism and composure.
If there is one person that can win us the prize it had to be Adam.
San could not be more wrong.
The rest of the team immediately reset the demo scene getting ready for the program to be altered for the next trial. This viscious cycle repeated for the next few minutes with no success.
Even Adam had failed. How?
Hey boy i can help of course if you want.
By now the voice is of no surprise to San. It is the Devil again.
What can you do. i dont suppose you know any programming?
Programming haha of course i dont and i dont need that to help. I can do things more amazing than that and i know you wont believe me easily.So this is what i am going to do. I am going to show you what i can offer you, just wait and see..
To be continued
San rubbed his eyes as he board the bus, just in time to escape the wrath of the advancing storm. It didnt take long for the torrential rain to pour.
Today is an important day.
His mind went back to the night before when he sprawled over his table trying to rush the final video for today exihibition. It was not an easy task as the program he used was new to him. In the end, he had to settle for an inferior quality video due to the time constraint, certainty not of a quality he would normally allow in other times. This made him feel a bit guilty for the sub-standard job he had to settle for.
If it wasnt for them to waste so much time that day... it wasnt my fault.
By the time he reached his destination, the rain was so heavy that he could not even see what is in front of him. However admist the blur, he could sense a shadow, someone was waiting for him in the rain.
He stole a glance at his watch and realise that he was running late. Braving the rain under a pathetic walkway along one of the spine, he proceed to a nearby toilet to change into his formal wear. A grey tight long sleeve coupled with a pair of long pants that was obviously too short. At least his pair of well-polished shoes were his only consolation.
Entering the auditorium he find himself among the first few to arrive. San went about preparing for his team exihibition by checking the deco one last time. More importantly he set up the laptops and got his video running. He heaved a sign of relief upon finishing the last laptop. He checked the time.
8.35 am, still time for a last min grooming.
He made for the nearby toilet inside the auditorium. Someone else followed without his knowledge.
Upon entering the nearest cubicle, something small caught his eye. No doubt it was something that didnt belong to the interior deco of the cubicle. It was stark red but even if it wasnt, it was impossible for San to miss it. His heart jumped a beat and the rest was instict. A statement made by a good friend inevitablely flashed past his mind. "For all things except... i would never ..." It stayed there. San tried to push it out but it just stayed there. On top of that San thought he heard another pair of voice.
Take it, take it...
Following his instinct and the voice, San immediately slipped it into his pocket.
San mind was whirling and his heart racing. Excitment, fear, guilt, apprehension all became one at that moment. As he exit from the toilet he was back to himself, breathing normally at least. However, the auditorium looks different but he cant really say in what way.
Welcome to my world said the now familiar voice again.
Images still filled San's mind. Images of the cubicle, the people around and the thing itself. One month ago, he had been thinking of getting a new cellphone. San hand grasped the second phone now in his pocket.
It is exactly what i want. So coincidental
San's thought was suddenly shattered into millions pieces by the voice again.
Now you see what i can do for you,dont you.
Who the hell are you?
Some people called me the Devil, but it fact i am just like the different type of God that you people worship.
No way you are bad how could you possibly be the same as the Gods that we know .
Boy boy, dont be too fast to pass your judgement on who is bad and who is good. The only difference between me and them is that i came to look for you all but they expect you all to look for them. They never look for you all except when you all had crossed the line over to the bad side, then they labelled you all as sinners. But i am different i look for you all myself and offer you all things that they cant offer. I am a better saleman than them, if you want to see it in that way.
So what do you want from me?
My worship of course. Let me be your master and i will give you whatever you want.
That means giving you my soul..
Hey dont put it that way. It is just a small gesture of your faith. Anyway with me as your master you dont have to worry about your soul anymore, i can give you everything that you want. It is a good bargain rahter than being labelled as sinners by those that dont help you.
But i..
Someone gave San a hard shook from behind. It is his team leader.
"Hey why are you standing here talking to yourself, it is going to start soon, get prepared now." He ended off with a kind of certainty that was not to San's delight at all.
San made his way back to his booth. It suddenly dawned upon him that the owner is just one of the hundreds that now filled the exihibition hall now. San made a quick scan but at the same time he was afraid that his looks might give him away.
He must have realise it now and should be looking for it. My looks will give me away. I better try to forget everything that has just happened for now.
"Hey Adam we have a problem here with the demo"
San didnt have to turn to know this voice. In fact he had heard this particular statement for weeks to even know what is to happen for the next few minutes.
Adam, the chief engineer of the program scuffled over with his laptop in hands. Immediately he plugged the transferring cable to the connetion point on the breadboard and started typing furiously with his eyes darted to the screen. San could not help but be mesmerised by Adam's professionalism and composure.
If there is one person that can win us the prize it had to be Adam.
San could not be more wrong.
The rest of the team immediately reset the demo scene getting ready for the program to be altered for the next trial. This viscious cycle repeated for the next few minutes with no success.
Even Adam had failed. How?
Hey boy i can help of course if you want.
By now the voice is of no surprise to San. It is the Devil again.
What can you do. i dont suppose you know any programming?
Programming haha of course i dont and i dont need that to help. I can do things more amazing than that and i know you wont believe me easily.So this is what i am going to do. I am going to show you what i can offer you, just wait and see..
To be continued
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