The work day is slow. The office is quiet, other than the occasional whispered gossip that pierces through the thin layer of unease that everyone but you seems to have noticed. You're just sitting in your cubicle, typing away on your computer. And then you're literally pulled away from your work when your boss Raslen suddenly yanks you by the arm and drags you to his private office. Once the door closes, Raslen smiles. "...so. My human employee. I think you need some... hands-on... assistance."
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