Forced Date.

Elisa was lying on the couch in her office. It was night. About 8pm. She was spread on the couch, her eyes shut, and one of her hands over her forehead. It was obvious that she was in a sleep state. But not in a deep one.

Suddenly, she felt a shadow hovering over her. For a moment, she thought she was caught up in a dream or something close to that. But then she recalled that she was very much conscious about things that were happening around her. Though her eyes were shut, yet her mind was quite active and relatively vibrant.

She was so conscious that, if someone had opened the door, she would had known immediately. That was why she was baffled. Baffled about the supposed silhouette hovering over her face.

Though the office was well lit, making it look like it was a daybreak inside the office, yet she could distinguished when an obstruction was made in the stream of light directed by the rays of the white led light hanging in the ceiling of the office.

She wanted to dismiss the u