The bustling yet calm atmosphere, the dimly lit sky and streets were the only light source allowing her to view the people below her. An arm leaning on the window, her other arm holding a warm mug of rich, golden coffee, occasional lips would meet the mug and a sip would ensue, the warm liquid filling her cheeks and neck with heat, a pleasant aftertaste left behind by the beverage.
Her tired, dull eyes watched the outside world from her small double-story home, her house smelt of smoke-ridden air from outside, but it was a scent she was used to after living in the location for a few years. Watching the civilians walking past, listening in to their brief conversations as they glided past her view and earshot. Short useless snippets of conversations entered and left her memory faster than the air on a windy day. Some citizens walked past with their own pets, the range and variety giving her ideas of the bearer, silverfish, cats, parrots and dogs. Notch, she wished she could have a dog. A companion to be by her side, a friend.
She sighed, moving her head away from the view of the outside glitch world and to the coffee in her hand, taking another sip before tearing her gaze back to her window when she heard a loud, familiar sound from her rear window. Practically slamming her mug on the window ledge and leaping from her seat, dashing off to her bedroom window, jumping on her bed and kneeling at her window, leaning on the ledge and watching outside.
Her eyes lit up at the appearance of a large purple and green portal, citizens clearing the area around the portal, chatter rising amongst them as they eagerly anticipate the travelers to appear. Shortly, three males and females entered through the portal, bearing grand and devastating weapons on their backs, in belts and in their hands, swords, bows, axes, guns, some weapons even a combination of multiple in one.
Citizens watched as they pulled through two human-Endermen, patches of black on their skins, their irises sharp and bright, glowing eyes. The crowd booed at the appearance of the new-comers, watching them roughly force the Endermen to what could only be assumed, to their executions. These were Enderhunters, protectors and hunters of human-Endermen, vowed to eliminate the world of those misfit scum. She wanted to be just like them. To be claimed a hero, someone who was to be worth something in the society she lived in. Though what she did was somewhat interesting, it wasn't even close to her dream job.
She glanced away from the Enderhunters and reached into her pants pocket, pulling out her phone and answering the oncoming call, "Hello, thi-"
"Three, I need you at headquarters right this instant. We have an urgent case that you need to get on right now!"
"I-of course, I'll be right on my way sir."
She hung up and leaped off her bed, placing her phone in her back pocket and finishing her coffee before exiting her home, locking the door behind her and dashing to her workplace. She had a case to get onto.
"Techna Three, you took your time for this urgent case that I am about to betrust to you."
"I'm sorry sir," she pants, "t-there was a crowd in the center square and it was practically impossible to get past."
"I see those Enderhunters are certainly doing their jobs well, but boy do they sure like to make it dramatic when ridding of those, 'creatures'. In my day, we rid of human-Endermen in peace, no one made a big deal of it as they do now. Being an Enderhunter simply meant you were an Enderhunter, not someone above everyone else in the dataBASE. Do you agree?"
"Good, now," Techna's boss started towards the door of his office to a separate room in the busy building, Techna following closely while also attempting to regain her lost breath, "This case has just came in less than an hour ago, at first the caller seemed to be rather shifty, but later informed us it was an urgent matter."
"Did he say why?"
"Unfortunately no, he claimed to have his hands full and overflowing at the time and requested any exterminator at once."
The pair entered through double doors, a large room full of gear, equipment and lockers entered their sights among other exterminators who were gearing up or removing their weapons and placing them in lockers and on shelves and racks. Some of the weapons were personalized with accessories and colors, Techna approached her locker and retrieved her own exterminator gear; an old version of the SpiritHoover, a version that Tech has only been able to work with in her career and committed to it.
"One of my best exterminators, not even using the Poltergust 5000X or the updated SpiritHoover."
"I'm afraid those models are over-complicated for me sir, as well as way out of my hands in terms of money. Besides, this old dust-bucket works perfectly fine, just needs some TLC every now and then. Additionally," she shows off the side of the pack, a blinker along with a rating meter displaying segments of green, yellow and red,
"This version happens to come with a unique spirit detector and can change modes! Rather than needing a device for ghosts and another for ghouls, this can cover all of them."
"I would hope so Three, because this case says there's an unknown combination of them. Couldn't tell if it was spirits, ghosts or souls, so just be prepared for anyone of them."
"Will do sir. Where's the client situated?"
Her boss flipped through details and listings of the mission on his device, stopping at the caller's unknown ID with a simple description of their requirements, "All they told us was that he owns an old mansion, couple of decades old in the middle of a large Dark Oak forest and wishes to sell it, but something keeps scaring off his cleaners and everyone there. Also mentioned that the things freaking everyone away are dangerous in a way."
"They're most likely helpless spirits that can't or won't leave, or they want their property protected from everyone."
"Do me a favor Three and find out more details from him, he'll be waiting at the mansion for you to give you further instructions."
Techna nodded, making sure her vacuum was all charged and working, with all her gear in order, knowledge and understanding of her mission, she activated her designated portal, and stepped through to the real world.
The portal opened up and Techna dropped through, landing gently on the soil and gravel-mixed ground, giving herself a second to admire her surroundings. It was vast green everywhere she looked, tall Dark Oak trees covering the sky in an ominous manor, the only sources of light in her sight are the fence posts with Redstone lamps on the top, one every few twelve blocks following down a trail that Tech could only presume was towards the house she was assigned to. With little haste, she began to make her way down the gravel road.
Walking through the dense woods, she was surprised to find practically no mobs or enemies to get in her way. These woods must be extremely clean of any pests to not have at least a zombie stalk Tech, if anything the lack of mobs and creatures in the forest made her a little more unsettled. Finally after what felt like days when in reality only a few, eerily slow minutes passed, Techna came across a large opening within the trees and the mansion.
It's a large two-story building, the outside décor is detailed and intricate made mainly of dark oak and spruce planks and logs, it has a cottage look but a creepy, haunted house appearance. The fact that it was already past sunset and in the middle of nowhere, it was even weirder.
"Ah! If it isn't my exterminator!" Tech turned around to meet face to face with a strange cloaked man. He donned a long, black trench coat, covering his body chin to toe, the sleeves of his coat hiding the sides of his head and a tall hat hid the top of his head. Large black gloves concealing his hands and loud and sturdy boots upon his feet. All together, the only thing that you could see were his piercing green eyes. There was something extremely off about his demeanor and Tech could see straight through it, but decided to play dumb in order to not piss off a potentially dangerous man.
"Uh, yes I'm here to exterminate some ghosts for Mr.…?"
"Oh please, call me the Contractor. It's what I do for a living after all."
"Ok... Contractor, mind explaining what kind of extermination you need and the number of pests here?"
"It'll be my pleasure, darling," the Contractor took a few steps forward before beckoning to Tech to follow along. The mysterious man followed the continuing gravel pathway moving slightly on an upwards slope of a hill.
"Now this mansion I've owned for decades, but before this place belonged to a small group, eight kids. But those little rascals were nothing but no good. They caused trouble everywhere they went, disrespected everyone around them, but worst offence of all, they were little murderers."
"Aye, murderous little creeps who got what they deserved. After a few years or so they ended up getting killed themselves, got a taste of their own medicine in the end. And this house has been empty ever since."
"But why didn't you-"
"Call for extermination earlier? Well it's a rather honest answer, but it's purely because twenty years ago, your kind of services didn't exist. And when it did, it wasn't a walk in the park to get a hold of, not cheap either! I may own and sell houses and whatnot but that doesn't mean I am a millionaire. I had to wait quite the while before your kind of services were available to the public, you're lucky I'm a patient man!"
He ended with a chuckle before guiding Tech towards the front door of the house, dozens of blocks away, "Well that's as far as I need to lead you, the door's right there and I have personal business to attend to in my office. If you need anything, I'll call your boss. But some pesky ghosts shouldn't be a problem to deal with, no?"
Tech's gaze toward the mansion peeled away to glance at the Contractor, even though the dark hid the man's head, she could see a sly grin on his hidden face. She nodded and watched as he bid her farewell once more before leaving her to be. Tech returned her gaze to the tall mansion before her, the Contractor had only led her halfway up the pathway and she had another half to trek.
As she approaches, she examined the mansion from afar, taking into context the great detail and effort that has gone into the house, so much detail and attention was put into the building that Tech was finding it hard to believe that it belonged to murderers. Until she noticed an eerily freaky detail as she approached closer; a noose.
An empty noose hung from the roof that stopped at one of the windows at the second floor of the mansion, it swung back and forward with the wind, sending chills down her spine. Her confidence dropped and her fear rose dramatically. She shoved the sick thoughts aside before reminding herself that she had a job to do, and she wasn't going to be stopped by an ominous looking rope.
Deep breath in, ready and alert, Techna Three opened the mansion doors, and entered.