Jimmy dragged his foot on the steps as he boarded the last bus from the bus-stop towards the city. The driver’s face reminded him of like a ghoul from the movie he watched with Jamie, his girlfriend, the night before. Oh, those were the times to enjoy, he reminisced. The night was bright with the moonlight, but streets were bared of any souls. He cursed his manager under his breath for the return to the office. He must deliver the report, he was told.

The bus raced along the empty road with no passengers on board except for Jimmy. The only times it stopped were when it caught the red-lights, but Jimmy suspected that it broke the rule more often than it should. But he was not in the mood to put safety over the speed. He would like to complete the report and get over the night quickly.

Eventually, when the clock chimed two, the bus finally arrived at the stop near to his office building. Jimmy dutifully alighted the bus without saying good night to the driver looking at him and limped towards his office. The security guard was sleeping on his chair with the cap over his face and legs wide opened. Jimmy thought of saying hello but decide against it.

The office was dark and devoid of humanity in contrast to the hustle and bustle of people weaving in and out of the door during day time.  Jimmy switched on the light and air-conditioner. The place looked strangely familiar, yet unrecognisable, at least to Jimmy. He reached his desk finally and dropped his coat on the desk beside him. He tried to open his eyes wide and dragged the reports out of the drawer. It would be a long night for him.

Then the lights flickered once. He looked up, and it was all right. The lights flickered again, twice. He tried to ignore the electrical problems and continued with his report. But just as he was concluding it, the light went out totally. Jimmy was alone in the dark, and only the moonlight by the windows accompanied his misery.

Then his eyes caught a movement near the photocopier by the corner of the office. Surely, it was a cat; he thought to himself. He remembered seeing a lady with a cat from next office during the new year party last month. But when he saw the shadow flickered again, he knew it wasn’t a cat. He instinctively dashed towards the lift, then the staircase. Lifts won’t to work during black outs.

Jimmy was out of breath by the time his feet landed on the first floor. He pushed the door opened towards the bright lights of the lobby and the sleeping guard. The sounds of the door slammed opened, jolted the guard out of his slumber, but all he could see was a man running out of the door. He thought of patrolling upper floors but went back to sleep.