This post is inspired by the contest, "100 words on Saturday" at Write Tribe.
The topic is, "I knew it was my last day there". I managed to weave a story of 100 words that includes the above line.
Colossal amount of time had passed since I was
sent to the enemy land for an imperative mission. Operation Con-Narco was
devised to gather information on the barbiturates that were administered to the
soldiers of our country to reveal furtive information. Delegated on this
mission a month back, I seduced the doctor who was vitally responsible for
the research of the drug. With the chemical equation in front of me, I heaved a
sigh of relief as I transferred the information on a secured mail. Seconds
later I heard the door open, I knew it
was my last day there.