Zephyr
The company event buzzed around me like a hive of ambition, a symphony of clinking glasses and animated conversations. Colleagues and business associates mingled, each exchange a carefully choreographed dance of networking and negotiation. Amidst the sea of faces, I stood, a mere observer in the grand spectacle of corporate camaraderie.
I took a sip of my drink, the cool liquid offering a fleeting moment of respite from the stifling atmosphere. But then, like a bolt from the blue, a strange sensation coursed through my veins, sending a shiver down my spine.
"What was that?" I muttered to myself, my brow furrowing in confusion. I scanned the room, searching for answers amidst the throng of people, but found only a cacophony of voices lost in their own agendas.
