Chapter 15 Initiation

• I know the job market has seen much better days and kind words don't pay bills but after this, I wish I went to pick up trash for pennies instead. Never in my entire life did I expect something to be as disturbing as what I experienced. A whole multi-storey building of death. However, let's start from the top; I've been a security guard for a good number of years until the day my company was dissolved; apparently someone was caught in tax evasion which then, lead to multiple other discoveries of dubious legality - just like Al Capone.
• Imagine a situation where the only people returning your calls are rip-off artists claiming to offer stable, high-paying jobs while simultaneously asking for 1000$; that was me for weeks on end in the aftermath of this. One fine day, however, I got a call that meant business - inviting me for an interview. It didn't take long, I was accepted almost instantly; this interview resembled a formality more than a test of my competence and compatibility to the job at hand.
• It also didn't take long for warning bells to start sounding since after the fact; not only did I get issued a military-style uniform complete with a bulletproof vest and even a proper AK74M rifle chambered for 5,45mm. Why would a security guard need military ordnance to guard a generic, dime-a-dozen office building that was on sale a year back?! "This is for your protection." the armorer kept repeating when I enquired about the gear.