Sensuous Description – Anteroom

Jack stopped in front of the door in the anteroom. He took off his shoes, his toes sprawling lazily on the soft rug. He lowered his pack to the floor, slowly. A soft, mixed odor of incense, cigarette and burnt plastic flooded his senses.

A small room in front of him and few furniture, and the faint neon light disturbed him. He blinked a few times. He had always been familiar with the enclosed spaces where he entered. It was his profession. His survival.

The faint sound of gear in front of him, lost in some corner of the room, made him frown. He lowered himself slowly, eyes attentive to the movements inside the room, and with his fingertips found what he was looking for, inside the backpack: the small metal tube, thin, cool to the touch, slightly electrified, powerful. He stood up, a sour, urgent taste in his mouth. Came in.

Tradução

Jack parou diante da porta, na antesala. Tirou os sapatos, os dedos dos pés esparramando-se preguiçosamente sobre o tapete macio. Baixou a mochila até o chão, devagar. Um suave odor misturado de incenso, cigarro e plástico queimado inundou seus sentidos.

A pequena sala a sua frente tinha poucos móveis, e a luz fraca de neon inquietava-o. Piscou algumas veze. Acostumara-se a sempre conhecer bem os espaços fechados onde entrava. Era sua profissão. Sua sobrevivência.

O som fraco de engrenagem a sua frente, perdido em algum canto da sala, fê-lo franzir o cenho. Abaixou-se devagar, olhos atentos aos movimentos dentro da sala, e com as pontas dos dedos encontrou o que procurava, dentro da mochila: o pequeno tubo de metal, fino, frio ao toque, ligeiramente eletrizado, absolutamente poderoso. Ergueu-se, um gosto azedo e urgente na boca. Entrou.