You snap your fingers cooly and squat down, confusing the guards. Each suited man turns his face down to look at you before you come back up, fists up to either side knocking the sunglasses right off their faces and sending them falling alongside them onto the floor of the breakroom.
You spin smoothly around and begin confidently walking toward Mister K, who smiles back.
"Not so cocky now..." He struts even more arrogantly back at you, his masculinity throwing you off guard and before you know it he's got you by the throat, lifting you into the air and holding you over the drop below.
"You know, deep down, I always wanted to do this myself."
Then, you took the plunge.
You've reached an end!
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