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It was coming up on the second week of incarceration outside the office, and Ida was getting to be thoroughly sick of it. "Usually these things are gone after the week." The temp shrugged, and returned to her needlework - they were out of paper to do paperwork on.

There was a loud and impossible noise, like screaming but not, from the inside. Their attention was drawn to it, suddenly, as if it came out of the clear sky.

Then the door burst open.

The melk-elkoose howled again, then sucked in one last bit of ramen.

The office was empty.

"Huh," said Ida.

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