Where are we going!" you yell, hoping the were jackal can hear you. "thanks to you we have to go and repair the copy machine on the second floor" she replies "and I better not hear a peep out of you until we get there or else". you gulp as you envision the possible ends that lie in your future, none of them seem good.
After what seems like an eternity of dodging tools Aurelia drops the toolbox on the floor causing you to go flying around in the darkness. as she opens the box it becomes flooded with light, you glance up only to see the light become eclipsed by the massive form of your new co-worker. "heres the deal small stuff" she says "I'm going to call out for a tool, and you're going to bring it to me. Got it? if you do a good job theres a possibility I wont eat you. . . today. but if you screw up your going to be taking the big slide". you barely have any time to register fear as she begins to call out for tools. "bring me the phillips screwdriver" she calls. you scramble to find it but after that trip the box is in complete disarray.
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