A Body For Making Potions

It all started with a note. One day when Satish was doing his daily duties at the potion making factory, he saw a piece of paper on his desk that read:
"Go for it."

Satish thought to himself who wrote this note and what he meant by this. Then he remembered what he always wanted to do.

In the basement of the factory there was a door that was always locked and neither he nor any of his colleagues knew where it led. Satish always imagined himself opening that door and finding something behind it that would change his life.

Had someone written that note to Satish to encourage him to open the door? Satish liked to think so, as if that note was all he needed to dispel his doubts and fears.

From that day on, he spent a considerable amount of time investigating the mysterious door lock and reading various books related to locks. He would sit facing the door, staring at the delicate grooves of the lock, and then he would go to the library of the factory, take a book from the forbidden section and start reading.

One day, when he was leaving the library, he encountered the factory manager, Raylen.
"Good evening, my lord."

and bowed to him. Raylen gave him a warm smile and said:
"Good evening to you too, dear Satish. I have been standing here waiting for you for some time."

Satish was shocked.
"Waiting for me?"

"Yes, please come with me to my office."

Concerned, Satish went with him to his office and sat in the chair across from him, waiting to find out what Raylen had to do with him.

"I've been watching your behavior lately and you seem strangely restless and eager. Care to tell me why?"

And he looked at him with a little threat in his eyes. Satish stuttered as his heart beat rapidly and the color drained from his face.
"I've just found a great desire to progress in my work."

Raylen sighed.
"Dear Satish, you have disappointed me. I knew you as an honest person."

Shame sat on Satish's face.
"My lord, I am sorry. I was afraid to tell you the truth."

Raylen came up to him and stood behind him and placed his hand on his head and started stroking his hair.
"The thing to be afraid of is lying."

Then he moved his hand lower and put it under Satish's collar.
"It's been a while since we've had fun together. I think it's a good time for us as a boss and an employee to pay attention to each other and show our goodwill.

You tell me what you were doing all this time and I will guide you so that you don't make mistakes in your decisions."

Satish, who didn't want to lose his job in that factory, did what Raylen wanted and a few minutes later, while he was naked and bruises and wounds were visible in different parts of his body, he sat on a chair by Raylen's order and told him the story about the note and the lock.

"So this has been occupying your mind. Don't worry, I'll satisfy your curiosity right now.

Years ago, my brother and I used to manage this factory together, but we developed differences of opinion, so we decided to duel each other, and whoever won would continue to manage the factory, and the loser would be imprisoned in a room in the basement and the contents of his body must be used to make potions.

Satish shivered hearing these words. So that note was from the unfortunate brother of his boss.

He thought to himself if he could save him from that miserable situation and return the management of the factory to him and lock Raylen in the basement instead of him.

And then a smile sat on his lips and he felt the flow of will and determination in his veins. He had finally found the way to change his life.