You drive home. You delete the Slack app. You vow never to speak of the hum again.
You walk out into the parking lot. The sun is setting. You realize you haven't seen sunlight in eleven months. office ventura
You were given a "temp badge" on day one. It was supposed to be good for two weeks. You worked there for four years. Every morning, you swiped that flimsy plastic card, and the turnstile beeped in confusion. You were never fully granted access. You were never fully real. You drive home