Kazanthi

Thursday Prompt:  On Stage      William Sganillo hastened down the long hallway, the incandescent lights overhead lending a harsh bluish cast to the white walls and a dull shine to the linoleum floor that his shoes squeaked against. The sound was unavoidable at anything passing a carefully sedate walk, especially in his new, polished black set, and it was beyond annoying.  He gritted his teeth, shoved his glasses farther up on his nose, smoothed his short white beard and fussed as his tie rumpled up beneath his lab jacket. Swiping his ID card at one of the myriad doors lining the hall, the lean ma