Darkness: Season 1 Episode 1

Enjoy Mercy's story...

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Mercy eyed the diamond studded watch gracing her wrist as her frown deepened.

Bola was late again and sitting inside her car for nearly an hour has never been on her to-do list of fun events.  Despite the comfort of her new C-Class, she was beginning to feel claustrophobic. She had suggested  waiting at an exotic restaurant  but Bola,  for some unknown reason had insisted on the scary location. 

Pulling down the sun visor above her head to block out the piercing beam of the early morning sunlight, she caught sight of the tired eyes staring back at her in the mirror. You need more rest, a small voice in her head pointed out.

Trying to ignore the obvious dark circles beneath her eyes, she focused on the white mask covering part of her face. It clung to her like an ugly appendage and reminded her of aliens in sci-fi movies.

All thanks to Covid-19, she nearly gritted her teeth.

The wear a mask rule had turned out to be as undesirable as having to drag a hand sanitizer along whenever she was leaving the house. But she could live with all those inconveniences except for the annoying social distancing rule which Ben, her fiance, was head bent on complying with despite the almost tangible sexual tension they were exuding.

"It's not like we have the virus, so why is he punishing us? Gosh! I hate him when he gets like this!" She muttered to herself and closed her eyes.

She suddenly wished they could go back to being normal. To the days of waking up in Ben's arms. Days before the pandemic. The lock down was almost three weeks old, and their lives had slowed down to a snail pace and was inching towards being a boring routine. Before Bola's call came in, she had lost interest in jogging through the quiet streets and was getting used to crying over romantic movies with a bowl of popcorn in her lap every night alone.

It was almost midnight when her phone beeped. At the time she had thought it was part of the movie until the persistence dragged her attention back to reality. The number was strange. Thinking it would be her boss, she had reluctantly answered. The voice was barely above a whisper. It had taken her a while to figure out who the caller was.

"Bola! Babe are you okay?" 

Mercy could sense that something was wrong. Ever since Bola got the job with the Presidency, their usual girls time out had taken the back seat, if not tucked away in an old trunk. Her calls were never returned so Mercy eventually stopped calling. Hearing her voice that night had set off an alarm in her head. But she was happy to hear from her long lost friend.

Bola was eager to drive over to her home that night but Mercy knew it would be too risky, so she promised to drop by her place first thing in the morning but that was when Bola freaked out. She said something about unseen eyes monitoring her movements and her home being unsafe. She then read out  some coordinates before hanging up.

Mercy stared at the paper in her hand. Same paper she had written down the coordinates Bola had read out. Then why did her navi lead her to a deserted part of town she never knew existed?

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