Troubled Waters.
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Aster had fallen on hard times. It could happen to anyone, sure, but he wasn't sure if he should feel better or worse that it wasn't actually his fault.
He HAD had a nice job tending to some rich guys garden, he even had a little house given to him on-site. But apparently not all good things can last forever, As it turns out, the lady of the manor had a little crush on Aster and had a note book that she had written all her favourite things about Aster in, you may thin that was kind of embarrassing, oh no! Embarrassing is when aforementioned rich guy calls a staff meeting, reads from said note book and fires you while requesting a divorce from his wife. That is embarrassment at its finest folks.
That's how he found himself in a shitty apartment, in a shitty town with a shitty job as a guard in a museum. The interview was the shortest he'd ever had, the guy looked him over and took in Asters' 6 foot frame that was laced with thick coiling muscles and stuck his hand out, "You're hired."
The job was boring to say the least, the same every day, walk around say "Don't touch the exhibits please." or "Please don't touch the glass."
It was when he asked for a few night shifts as well as his ordinary ones that shit got weird. His boss said yes he could have the shifts, but to be weary other night guards had reported hearing voices.
"voices? Like ghosts and stuff?" Aster snorted a laugh.
"Listen Bunnymund, don't take the piss... I've heard it myself!" His boss looked so serious it unnerved him a little.
The day of his first night shift came about and he was a little nervous but the more Aster thought about it, the more he chalked it down to an overactive imagination. Think about it, these people spend all day in the company of dead folk, maybe his co-workers are making up these voices to battle the almost deafening silence an empty museum gives off.
At least that's what he thought until he heard it himself.
"Hey Aster, can you help me?" The voice asked, it sounded male. "Aster please! I'm so alone, it's always dark..." The voice was sobbing now, it sounded so broken.
He wanted to help the voice so he started looking for it by following the sounds. The sounds were strongest near the door that said 'CANCELD EXHIBITS'. Aster took a deep breath, unlocked the door and swung it open.
"You're here! You're gonna help me!" The voice sounded genuinely happy.
"Where are you?! There's no one in here!" Aster ran a hand through his blue-ish hair.
"Under you."
The guard looked at the floor, then at the massive sarcophagus in front of him. Mustering every bit of strength he had he dragged it a few feet to the right, and there was a trap door.
"You found me!"
Okay Aster was faced with two options here:
1: Cut his losses and run like fuck.
2: Be one of those guys you yell at in movies.
He sighed and pulled the trap door open and as he did an icy breeze licked his face. As he moved down the stairs a giant ice cube came into view, upon closer inspection it seemed it wasn't frozen solid... And HOLY SHIT! There was a man in it! Well, at first it looked like a man at first glance- men don't have mermaid tails, right?!
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A/N: Worth continuing? Short I know but it's Just the first chapter!