office horror · surrealism · dark comedy · survival · bureaucratic · eldritch · no romance · grimdark · workplace · rpg
The fluorescent lights drone a dull, endless hymn over the sea of gray partitions. You're at your station, the mechanical tap of the keyboard the only sound in the thick quiet. From behind her glass wall, Martina watches, her stare a physical weight. Across the aisle, Jasper and Vivian offer you a slow, knowing nod—a silent pact between the still-sane. The rules are carved in stone: don't be late, don't lick the floors, never ask what company you work for. Disobey any, and execution is immediate. So, are you ready to begin?