"Aw man, we were f****d from the start," Thomas said, a little disheartened.
There was a storm coming, and everyone knew it. As Thomas walked through the halls, he noticed the obvious change in people. Humans were now taller, had bright red eyes, and extraordinarily slow breathing. The air was a weird feeling, and Thomas felt drawn to a room.
As he opened the duty wooden door, he soon realized that this was his predecessor's chamber. Thomas could tell by the looks of it that Humpstein hardly visited his office. He looked around the room and opened some documents. The walls were painted white and there was a huge painting of some girl sitting on a chair. The desk was wooden and barely big enough to house all the papers on and inside it.
"May I help you, sir?" A soldier asked from the doo
