Leon stood outside of the darkly lit building. He was confused. He had no clue why he stood outside of the building. Furthermore, he did not know why he felt a compulsion to walk towards the glass door with the fluorescent lighting pouring through. Without thinking, Leon walked to the door. What confused him more was the seemingly incomprehensible dark on all sides of the building. Even if he didn't have the urge to walk through the door, he wouldn't walk anywhere else. He couldn't see a thing past the edges of the building.
Hand on the door he pushed and the door made the common ding as one enters into a public serviced room. What he saw immediately, appeared to be nothing but an empty waiting room. There was the typical open-spaced front desk reception area. The walls were all white, the chairs looked comfy, and besides the door, he walked in, there was but one door and it was closed. At the reception desk was the next confusion. He saw a nearly perfect in every way receptionist. The man had blonde hair that appeared fake it was so neat, a muscular frame, an angular face, stunningly white teeth, and ocean blue eyes. He was just smiling at him.
"What is this place Leon stammered?" The man regarded him for a moment smiling and said, "Leon Ried, you have been expected. Please take a seat in the waiting room, all will be revealed to you shortly." Again that disarming smile and those teeth, "What the fuck do you mean, all will be revealed shortly?" Leon was not a man who took orders or simply just listened to front desk jockeys. Leon was one of the head partners at a prestigious Chicago law firm. He gave people like these directives; he didn't take them. The man said again, "Leon, choose a seat in the waiting room and you will be helped...