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[color=gray]Offices[/color][/right][hr][indent]Lunch was over, and with it, Noèle's appetite.

Pushing a cart around the office hallways, weaving in and between cubicals, Noèle would've preferred to rewind time and [i]not[/i] skip lunch. She wasn't keen on wasting food—after all, it was still perfectly good pork udong—but Noèle, or likely anyone else for that matter, found it difficult to eat when her thoughts were filled with the video Kevin showed them. The video was as sickening as much as it was hard to believe, and it was on Noèle's mind constantly. She had seen people die on television shows and in films, but to see someone die on public, live TV was an event the Korean struggled to grasp.

[color=#9d2410][b]"Watch it!"[/b][/color] A voice bellowed, snapping Noèle back into reality. Whilst she had been busy daydreaming, her cart had unknowingly begun to veer into a man carrying a stack of papers.

[color=a2d39c][b]"Huh? Oh! Sorry."[/b][/color] Noèle replied, whipping the cart back in front of her. [color=a2d39c][b]"Won't happen again."[/b][/color]

Ignoring her attempt to apologize, the man simply grumbled under his breath, carrying on his way towards where the office's copier was located to, presumably, make a set of copies.

Watching the man disappear off into the maze of cubicles, Noèle shrugged and decided to think no more of it. Whoever he was, clearly the man was no different than most of the employees at Wavemaster, and asshole employees was just another struggle Noèle had to deal with if she wanted a paycheck.

Pushing the cart further down the row, Noèle continued on with her deliveries, ensuring each and every one had the correct drink. Most of her coworkers had hardly bothered with a thank you, and even less took a second to even spare a glance at Noèle as she handed their beverages their way. Still, Noèle wasn't peeved as much as she dreaded the further she pushed the cart up the row of cubicles; the Korean actively watching Lorraine's cubicle as she approached it. If there was anyone Noèle could say she truly despised in this building, it would've been Lorraine. Many people at Wavemaster were certainly unsavory, but Lorraine was filled with pure toxicity.

[color=a2d39c][b]"Here's your coffee with [i]creme and two sug—"[/i][/b][/color] Noèle spoke, yet she stopped in her tracks upon seeing that the cubicle was empty. It wasn't long before it became apparent to Noèle, however, that Lorraine was recently at her desk, with the computer screen flashing e-mail alerts and her chair imprinted with someone having sat in it.

Standing upon her tiptoes, Noèle glanced over the top of the cubicles in an attempt to locate Lorraine, but she seemed to be nowhere in sight. Shrugging to herself, Noèle reached for Lorraine's coffee, placing it down on the desk...

...only to be startled by a sudden, and somewhat familiar scream.

Heads rose from their cubicles, and turned to where the scream had come from. The office—especially Noèle—watched in horror as a pale, ghostly Lorraine leapt from the now opened bathroom, and onto Olivia, who desperately tried to fend off her attacker. Whereas most let fear overcome them, Noèle was quick to realize she couldn't just stand there while someone dear to her was being attacked. Racing to Olivia's side as fast as she could, Noèle would soon be joined by Kevin, who focused on pulling Lorraine away from the women.

[color=bc8dbf][b]"Get her off me!"[/b][/color]

[color=f26d0d][b]"Damn it, Olivia! What do you think I'm trying to do?!"[/b][/color]

[color=a2d39c][b]"What's gotten into her?!"[/b][/color]

The four continued to tussle across the ground; each of them desperately trying to break up the fight to no avail. Panicking, Olivia raised her leg upwards, kicking Lorraine in the gut with enough force to send her and Kevin stumbling. [color=f26d0d][b]"Son of a—"[/b][/color] He shouted, trying to regain his footing while the rabid-like woman turned her attention to him with vicious intent. Her constant attempts to bite his flesh were quick to find success, with Lorraine's teeth leaving behind a bloody gash upon Kevin's arm.

[color=#07a0ca][b]"Oh my god!"[/b][/color] A feminine voice shouted, and with it, the office broke out into sheer panic.[/indent]