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Pen of the Damned Skip to content Pen of the Damned Menu About Pen of the Damned Authors of the Damned Pen of the Damned Store Boring as Hell February 7, 2024 January 24, 2024 ~ Richard Meldrum ~ 5 Comments The clock ticked away the minutes and hours. It was the loudest noise in the office, but George barely heard it; the sound had long since faded into his subconscious. The office was large. He wasn’t sure how many people worked there; everyone was tucked into their own individual cubicles. The cubicles were arranged so the workers couldn’t see each other, but some flaw in the layout allowed him to see the girl next to him. He couldn’t see much, just a tuft of brown hair, the edge of a shoulder, the hint of a skirt. He’d never seen her face. He’d never spoken to her, but watching her gave him some comfort. She felt like a friend. Every day in the office was the same. His in-box was always full when he sat down. It was his job to empty it. He pr...

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