The sounds of the office suddenly flooded back into his consciousness.

He’d been staring at the yellow monstrosity in his desk drawer.

His eyes flashed around the office, nervous energy making them dart frantically. Nobody seemed to be aware of his personal torment.

Leaning over, he poked at the rubbery round mass.

It wiggled at him mockingly.

He scowled at the unholy confection as the overhead lights bounced off its slick surface…illuminating words within.

He hesitated slightly, thoroughly confused, before poking the gelatinous demon once more.

There was something inside, and it had his name written all over it.

Literally.