The Journey To HR, Part 97!

The hysterical laughing now done, we continued gazing at the body.

“Well,” said the HR lady.

“Well,” I replied.

“Guess we’ll just have to remove that second mask,” she said while walking to her desk.

“Are you sure it’s a mask?” I asked.

She shrugged as she picked up a pair of very shiny, very sharp scissors.

She came back to the body and tugged gently at its face.

“Seems this one is on REAL good,” she said.

Then she started cutting.

The body mumbled as she snipped.

She snipped some more.

More mumbles.

She got tired of snipping and yanked off the second mask.

The mumbling turned to a yelp.

She looked at what was dangling from her hand.

“Oops,” she said.

“Oops?” I asked.

“Yeah……..definitely not a mask,” she replied.

The body began to violently convulse and we backed away.

It then exploded.

We were silent for a moment and then, again, pointed and laughed.

We were interrupted by a knock on the door.

It was opened and someone threw in a burlap bag.

It was twitching.