“How can I help you today?” asks the concierge. My head snaps forward.“W-what? Oh I’m sorry. I’m here to check-in,” I stammered, clearly d...stracted by the beautiful woman sitting on the couch.I fumble for my credit card and as I’m being processed I can feel the woman’s eyes at the back of my head.“Here is your key card. Enjoy your stay,” says the concierge.As I turn to leave, I quickly glance at the brunette but she’s now on her phone. Damn, she was so fucking hot.That night, before bed, I. Fear moved me though. I knew that my gun crews weren't a match for the armoured cars and their light machine guns and that the gun crews would be slaughtered. There were four vehicles in this squadron and the moment the last vehicle drove by where I and my mate were hiding, I leapt to my feet and went after it. I already had a grenade in my hand and as I cleared the cover of the vehicle park, I pulled the pin and I lobbed it with all my strength and with a prayer to the spirits to aid my aim.. We planned to grab dinner and a few cocktails and then meet him at the parking garage afterwards.When the night came, I wore a red satin blouse, a black leather mini skirt and black patent 5" heels. We went out for a nice meal and then had cocktails at another bar and I tried to give my husband a handjob under the table because we were both primed but he said he wanted to wait until later.At 12:45 we headed back to the car with me in the passenger seat and my husband in the back seat. At 3. "Something is not right," said Michael."What?" I don't know, but something is not right with this place." You are trying to scare me. There is nothing, but empty dark space."They continued to search the rooms. It felt better to be in the rooms.The hall's huge empty space swallowed the light of their flashlightsmaking them too aware of the pitch darkness around.Next room was an archive. Racks containing folders filled all the room.Sergey came to a table and read a folder's name 'Project Phenix.