LOGINAfter a year of being constantly rejected for a manager's position in a toxic company, the former office administrative assistant, Kalista, is now working as a customer service representative. The fresh environment of this company gave her a good jumpstart in her newfound career. Inspired and motivated, she exerted so much effort to build her name and reputation as one of the top performers of this BPO company.All that hard work in her first 4 months and the management is now weighing out to give her a promotion, in which she is so thirsty about. Little did she know, jealousy and anger started to grow in silence while she is being constantly recognized and being looked as an overrated performer.A category 4 typhoon flooded the city while they're busy taking calls in the night shift, leaving them trapped inside the office with no electricity and communication to the outside world because the storm destroyed most of the signal towers in their area. Complacent as they thought the rescue would come shortly, and then the murders began.
View MoreAt room 2.0, people are busy texting and calling their loved one's using their mobile phones while waiting for the Security Briefing to start. The category 4 typhoon has never been so alarming and for the first time in the city's history, tons of electric poste are being taken down by either the flood or being struck by lightning. The only thing that's keeping their lights on inside that building is the emergency generation that the company has as part of the security systems.
The elevator floor indicator said B2, basement floor two, and soon as Rona heard the dinging sound of the elevator, she quickly went out to search for her best friend Kalista. She hasn’t even made about 3 steps from the door yet the flood already reached her ankles.“Kalista!?” Along with the resonating sound of nearly deafening rainfall growls, Rona&rs
8:30. The whole production floor was busy taking calls, not knowing the catastrophe that’s happening outside the office. The operation continued despite a category 4 typhoon raging through the city.“Hey James, I think I’m fine now. You can update my schedule and plot my call time back in the schedule.” Kalista declared while standing in front of the workforce station.“Kali, your eyes are still swollen. I got your back. I’ll give you another 30 minutes of rest, just don't forget to punch your lunch by 9:00 PM and then punch back to available by 10:00 PM okay?” James replied in a worried tone.“Thank you Jam
7:10 PM. Kalista went back to her station to get her coffee mug and put the documents on her locker. Her heart started beating fast as soon as she found out that her coffee was spilled and unfortunately the folder was soaked wet by the coffee. The prints are no longer readable and the moment she tried to sort it, the paper was easily torn like a mashed potato.She took a quick look and saw no one around was sitting at their station; probably those people were on lunch. She kept recalling and tried to think who could have done this, she even told herself; maybe it was an accident. She started to panic and went straight to the bathroom, her hands were shaking and the only thing that’s running on her mind is, someone's trying to sabotage my promotion.





