Key: FD, MD, FF, MC, Horror, Humor
Description: As the week drags on Lindsey starts to get more and more weary, and the threats seem to come out of literally anywhere…
Lindsey practically fell into the office chair with a sigh. "This job...really...isn't worth the pay...or the stress...of the...anything." She said, exhaustion and exasperation evident in her voice.
A moment later the phone rang, adding to the stress and tension she was already feeling and making her jump out of her seat, screaming and slamming both hands on the desk. "I could answer it...or I could shoot it." She pondered as she glared at the phone, sitting back down in the chair and taking a deep breath to relax herself as she put the phone on speaker.
“Hello, hello!" The perky, yet nervous sounding voice on the other end of the line said. "Hey, you’re doing great! Uh, most people don’t last this long! I mean, you know, th-they usually move on to other things by now...uhh, I’m not implying that they were enslaved…or anything. Tha-that’s not what I meant. Uhh, anyway, I better not take up too much of your time. Uh, things will start getting real tonight."
"People quit after only two days?" She questioned, spinning in the chair to burn off some of her tension. “Imagine that.”
"Uh, h-hey listen..." The voice continued, "I had an idea. If you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting tranced by the hypnotists, uhh, try playing dead. Ya know, go limp. Uhh, then there's a chance that...maybe they’ll think you’re already blanked out. Then again, if they think you’re an empty headed thrall, they might try to...program you as if you were entranced. I wonder how that would work."
Lindsey stared at the phone with a mixture of surprise and genuine exasperation. "Do you say these things in your head...before you say them out loud?" She asked the phone, knowing she wouldn’t get an answer.