It's only just come through on the company feeds that Ed and Holly are believed dead in in industrial accident at the Village last night. Why did it take so long for this news to come out?
Ed was a good man, straight and true - and an even finer friend. The few chances I met his wife I was struck by the kindness and humanity of them both.
I feel cold, bitter inside. Not only are two good people dead, something is amiss. Ed's messages on the website carry an omen of something perhaps more sinister. What can I do now to protect his memory? What can I do?
I need to talk to Miriam, but I can't phone her at three in the morning. But I will, before we return to that godforsaken office, that godforsaken company, that beast that has swallowed my friends and spat out... nothing.
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Today was horrible.
Yes. It's like half the offices don't even care, and Randall is weird now. Thanks for the coffee this afternoon, I swear I was seconds from punching his face in when he started up about the moderation queue.
Randall's always weird though
Also just realised what you'd said in the post- you can phone me at 3am if you want. I'm usually up and if I'm not I won't wake up to the phone ringing anyway.
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