You look around the room once more, it was deserted. A heavy silence filled the room as if it were sad it was no longer in use. You stand up with your tray, and walk over to the stack with a bit of swagger in your step as you continue to look around. Even through the windows you couldn't see anyone walking around the yard, the only company to be found was the gentle humming of the water cooler which only added to the emptiness of the room. Dumping your plate on the pile, you go back to swing your bag over your shoulder when an odd object on the table opposite grabbed your attention, it was a box of some kind, a...
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