Sunday, April 12
Dreams: Part 11 – Power Hour
Angela sighed dramatically. "Oh goody, another note from the Director."
Jim-Bean leaned over her desk to take a look. He'd been spending a lot of time at her desk. "What's that?'
"Director Krogen is complaining about the large electricity bill," she said, holding up a memo. "He even left a nasty note on the employee bulletin board in the lounge."
"What do you think that's all about?"
"Oh who knows with this place," said Angela. "It's probably the furnaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
Angela screamed as she was enveloped by a huge pair of jaws that appeared out of nowhere. She disappeared into the phantom maw. [MORE]
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