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>S2, Bond Sense, sell the opportunity to participate in beating the shit outta the R Company Task Force.
You hate him but he is a salesman. It takes a while for him to respond to the call because he was...digging through garbage. He speeds over to the cell when he finally reads your order. Alpha grumbles as he cleans the trash trail the robot left behind.
<span class="mu-i">The screen is the alter. Time and attention, better than lamb's blood.</span>
Employee S2 turns the TV on by twisting the dial until static flickers in.
Employee S2 kneels down at the table and picks up the phone.
S2: [[Hide]]! I WOULD LIKE TO [[Contact anywhere, anytime]]!
The static takes a moment to condense into a readable image.
A salaryman sitting at a desk. His suit is covered in soot and ash. The fires licking at his cubicle's walls explain where it came from.
He picks up his own phone. A click comes from the landline S2 is holding.
ANOMALY: "Have you or a loved one recently been a victim of a fire?"
ANOMALY: "Doesn't matter, does it? We'll help you win the c-"
S2: SEEMS LIKE YOU HAVE TOO MANY EXCESS VACATION DAYS
S2: I HAVE A JOB. FOR A [[CRT]]. IN [[Your General Location]]!
S2: LOOKING FOR A [Irresistible Deals] THAT WILL [Blow Your Mind!?]
The salaryman is flummoxed at being interrupted so suddenly. He takes a moment to regain his composure.
ANOMALY: "I suppose we got a client during one of our shoots. What do you want?"
ANOMALY: "We offer low, low prices for any cases you want fixed."
S2: [[Silly Goose]]! I'M THE ONE OFFERING [[Great Value]]!
S2: [All you see is violence in movies and sex on TV], BUT ISN'T IT BETTER IN THE [flesh]?
A forced grin cracks across the salaryman's face, showing his ash-black teeth.
The fire only grows brighter.
ANOMALY: "What are you suggesting, sir?"
S2: TRY A [All You Can Eat Buffet] DOWN AT OUR FACILITY. FRESH [YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE] MEAT RIPPED FOR THE TAKING
S2: ALL WE CAN IS A LITTLE [Audience Participation]!
The man on the screen drops his phone. He opens his mouth, showing nothing but a black void.
<span class="mu-r">Canned, pre-recorded laughter blares over the phone. It's even more fake than usual canned laughter.</span>
Employee S2 joins in on the laughter. And laughs. And laughs. He doesn't stop laughing.
He falls to the ground and rolls around. Laughing and laughing and laughing with the television.
Recorded in front of a dead studio audience.
The laughter only gets louder. The salaryman violently convulses as static floods the screen.
ANOMALY: "HAHAAHAHAHAAHAHA! NO TAKEBACKS!"
The television instantly turns off. The only sign that it was ever on was a faint waft of smoke pouring out of it.
This snaps Employee S2 out of his laughing fit. He adjusts the shades on his face before getting up.
S2: I.
S2: ???
Employee S2 leaves.
Okay, you're not sure whether to regret what you just did or not.
