"AaaaaaAAAH!" You quickly let go of his neck pushing yourself away from him and catching your breath.
He coughs and rubs his neck, "You're... You're insane!" He stumbles, then sprints for the exit. You hear him ranting and raving just outside the breakroom, so you peek through the door.
You don't like what you see.
It would appear that Mister K, your boss's eccentric right hand man, was on his way in as your long-haired coworker was on his way out. Now the situation is being explained to said right hand man. K turns his gaze to inside the room, seeing you and giving you a look which assures that your ass is grass.
'I should've killed him...' you think to yourself, 'I should've watched as he let out his final breath...'
You begin to laugh. You laugh knowing that it's too late, that everything's over. You laugh as your notice of termination prints loudly from a decades old printer in the corner, you laugh as you're escorted out, and you laugh as you are cast into the street.
You've reached an end!
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