After the door closed, I sat in the same position for over an hour, still slightly drooling.
Finally, I came to my sense.
“Did that really happen?” I asked the HR lady.
“It did. It really, really did!”
“I no longer have to poop!” I said while squeezing to see if something DID come out.
“You’re going to be a millionaire! I’m going to treat you with respect!”
“And…..I REMEMBERED WHAT BOB DID!” I yelled back.
“All because of Cornelius Sproot!”
For about an hour we danced around her office yelling “SPROOT” over and over again until we got tired.
We then lay down on the floor and took a nap.
Hours later we were up and at it again until it got a bit boring.
“So…..what’s going to happen to Bob? Is this something he needs to be made dead for?”
“Sadly, no. This is something he’s going to be maimed for.”
I grabbed her hands and held them tightly.
We looked up and stared at the floating orb that Cornelius had left behind.
So many pretty lights.
We found ourselves levitating.
The orb spoke.
And we knew some more.
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