02.35 | He Who Sleeps, Dreams
It's already late at night, but the people inside the Autumn Dispatch Department are pretty much awake. The stream of people is continuous. However, the numbers are quite scanty at night. A certain officer, named Jacob, entered the office holding a box of take-out food and a couple of cold drinks. He is heading towards the usual office where a couple of individuals are still idling. He placed the said items at the end of the table, earning the attention of everybody. Jacob checked the digital clock installed on the wall. 22:47 – considered early for the graveyard shift. He heaved a sigh as he opened one of the take-outs. A pleasing scent wafted out from the container, making everyone feel hungry. Everyone reached out to take their orders and eat in their quarters with satisfaction. Jac
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