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Adam Philip
Adam sighed. He had been staring at the very first page of The Cat in The Hat for a while now, trying to decipher the illustrations that he was SURE held the secret to unraveling wormholes, and eventually, magnetic fields. No, Adam was so wrapped up in his "work" that he didn't notice his chair collapsing due to Argent's nanomachines or whatever they were, nor did he notice the giant roar that had come from their resident orc. No, Dr. Seuss was a doctor for a reason. His thesis on felines and tesseracts were truly sublime, and Adam was sure some of his other books held significance. Perhaps Oh The Places You'll Go was a map of the dimensional plane? No one could know for sure. His mind was an enigma that read entirely in rhyme. But we're getting off topic. He closed the "grand tome", got up from his spot on the floor, and walked over the bookcase. He scanned the many shelves, and found what he was looking for:
He sweat in a dramatic fashion. It was time. This would decide the fate of the company. He looked around, thought for a moment, and slammed down the piece of metal.
THE BUTTON
He sweat in a dramatic fashion. It was time. This would decide the fate of the company. He looked around, thought for a moment, and slammed down the piece of metal.
Attention All Employees. There Is A Meeting In The Board Room In 10 Minutes. Please Do Not Be Late.
These 19 words made dread grow in the hearts of all the workers. Meetings meant death in this company. The last meeting they had, half their work force was transported into space via a wormhole. The one before that, a nuke was launched on the ISS. (That had landed them in some hot water.) Adam sprinted down the hall, and jumped into the meeting room. It was time.
LARGE METAL DOOR
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