“Eugene Onegin”: Inversion (short fiction)
1. – Where are you going? – the guard asked indifferently. – To the company “Web 1251”. – It’s to the right down the path. The yellow building, second floor. The visitor, a student-looking young man, entered the cluttered area of the former research institute, walked down the path to the right, and followed the guard's instructions to ascend to the second floor of the yellow building. The corridor was deserted, with most doors lacking signage. […]
