Fred Smith, accountant extraordinaire, found himself in an unfamilar
office,
on the twelfth floor of a strange building, looking over an uknown
building. It was a fairly nice, though small office. The window was ten feet square, the desk was high polished wood and the computer running was pretty much state of the art. Although it was currently running AOL. Nobody was perfect. Oddly, there were two doors to this office. A small white one on the left and a large, black one straight ahead. It had a beveled window. Random shapes walked by. Fred is not sure what is going on and is frankly, scared poopless.
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