Chapter 8 The Embodiment Of Decomposition

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"Umm...umm...whose Harrison? Uh...shit, I meant to say that I am Harrison."

"Oh, I am Sam Austin."

The two shook hands while Harrison chuckled, "Sorry, it's just that it's not every day that you get to meet your role model."

"I understand. Anyways, are you alone?" Sam asked.

"Nope, I am with my parents," Harrison replied.

"Great, would you mind if I come in?"

"Really?! I mean, yeah."

Arthur nearly fell from his seat when Sam stepped inside the house. He glanced at Harrison's parents, who commented when they saw him.

"You're the guy my son can't stop rambling about," Arthur said.

"Dad!" Harrison replied, embarrassed.

"What? It's true," he insisted. 

Sam approached Harrison's parents and shook hands with them.

"Mr. and Mrs. Samson, allow me to introduce myself. I am Sam Austin, the CEO of Austin Industries."

"Ooh, we already knew that," Maria said with a smile.

"Oh, well. Since you know who I am, I'll explain why I'm here. You see, my company and I have been keeping a close eye on your son's profile, and we would like him to work with us one day. I came here to tell you he's been offered an internship at Austin Industries."

When Harrison heard those words from his mouth, his brain vibrated with shock. His heart rate increased. This was in such a way that it nearly burst out of his rib cage.

His parents quickly got up to their feet and rushed to him. They encompassed him with tight embraces while he stood motionless.

"Oh, Congratulations, son," said Arthur.

"Oh, I'm so proud of you, Harrison," said Maria.

They released him from their grip sometime after. Harrison looked at Sam with dubiety.

"Are you sure that this is real? I hope that you're not pulling my leg?"

Sam approached him and placed his hand on his shoulder. He tightened his grip to assure him.

"I assure you, it's real. Now if you dont mind, could you come with me for a second? It won't take long."

He nodded and left the house with him. They found a Mercedes Benz AMG GT parked close to the pavement. Harrison placed his hands on his head with his mouth gaped in response.

"No fucking way! Please tell me that I'm dreaming!" He exclaimed while Sam approached the vehicle with a smile.

Standing in front of the car, he gently caressed the door handle. In doing so, the door automatically opened.

Harrison's brain vibrated with more shock. It was a matter of time until it ruptured, much like an explosive in its shell.

"OMG! It is real!"

He went to the other side of the car and caressed the door handle. When it opened, he entered and looked around as the door closed.

The flat-bottomed steering wheel, covered in Alcantara trim, featured a strip of a blue lens, while the center console had eight buttons neatly placed in a V format.

Meanwhile, the dashboard consisted of a tablet-styled screen controlled by a command system. Where else the center console separated the cabin in half and had low seats. The low seats were divided by a considerable transmission tunnel.

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