I slip into the office space quietly, and suddenly, I’m even more anxious than I was before. My heart is pounding hard in my chest, and I’m finding it hard to breathe all of a sudden.
I’m immediately greeted by complete silence that is punctuated only by the soft rustling of paper. I notice the wispy sounds are coming from a woman seated at a desk just a few feet away, her face slightly obscured by the desktop monitor in front of her.
Her head is slightly bowed, her eyes focused on whatever she’s looking at in the folders on her desk. It’s almost as if she didn’t hear me come in, but somehow, I doubt it.
I contemplate announcing myself, but for some reason, I think better of it and refrain from doing so.
As the silence continues to stretch on, my eyes leave her seated figure and glance above her to meet something I find even more odd.