'Stocking shelves again is a boring job. But at least I'm not doing backshop. That shit sucks ass.'

  Malorn thought to himself as he continued what he was doing. It's at least not spending an entire night walking around the store with an item finder device trying to find the most random of items. Some of which may already be expired due to the fact that other people on duty just never got to it fast enough.

  Taking a moment, Malorn pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at the time.

  5:39

  'Only 20 minutes to go then I'm out of here and then I can go home make something to eat and go to sleep.'

  Suddenly over the speakers, "Malorn to the back, Malorn to the backroom please."

  "Fuck me, what do they want now. They do realize I only have less than 20 minutes till I'm supposed to punch out, right? Whatever they want I hope it doesn't take that long." Malorn mumbled to himself as he slowly started walking to the back room which also doubles as the receiving bay.

  *BOOM*

  'Damn that thunder is loud, can a lightning bolt please fall on the boss?' Malorn hoped while walking so that he could skip this whole affair.

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  Walking into the back room he walked all the way to the back of it where the office was. In front of him was a door with the name of Amy on it.

  *Inhale*

  *Exhale*

  "GET IN HERE RETARDED IDIOT." Screamed his boss Amy.

  'Lets get this over with.'

  Pushing the door open and walking in he was met with a brightly lit office with white walls with nothing on them. All that was in the room was a chair in front of a desk that had his team lead Amy sitting behind. Amy was a Caucasian brunette older lady whom was kind of a bitch to many people especially those who had mental issues. That or she had found out you were going through a difficult time.

  "I need you to go to the electronic department and make sure everything is connected to a surge protector. Now can you get that done by yourself or am I going to have to hold your hand?"

  "Yes ma'am I can get that done," replied Malorn.

  "No, now you can, you will! Now get your ass out of here and get that done before you leave." Amy pretty much screamed at him.

  While walking out of the office and towards the doors to go back out towards the floor Malorn mumbles, "I fucking hate that bitch couldn't she just be eaten alive by some hyenas or something or better yet struck by lightning?"

  Fortunately or unfortunately he will become very familiar with his wishes.

  5 minutes later…

  After Malorn walked all the way to the electronics department he just stood there for a moment. Random tvs were showing movie trailers and adverts and as soon as he arrived a trailert for a movie he wanted to watch popped up.

  The trailer was for a movie called Dragon’s Dungeons and he had never seen this trailer before. “Damn, I know plenty of games that deserve a movie of their own, still this looks interesting.” Just as Malorn was telling himself that, over the loudspeakers came, “MALORN GET TO WORK OR YOU’RE NOT LEAVING!”

  Unable to hold himself back Malorn shouted back, “FUCK YOU, YOU DAMN CUNT GO FUCK YOURSELF!!!” *hah* *hah* *hah* “Shiiittt. It was at that moment that Malorn knew he screwed himself.

  Holding his hands together as if in prayer he hoped, ‘please let me leave this building in one piece.’

  *RUMBLE* *CRASH*

  As if to answer his prayer there was a huge rumble, a crash followed by a white blinding light he lost all sensation and consciousness.