A demons corruption || a paperhat story ||

Part 2 - cleaning

Flug was at the first floor of the building where the reception desk was. He began to look around mindlessly as only now the room seemed bigger than ever.

The scientist looked over at the reception desk, to be honest it was already in bad shape since the building didn't have a receptionist so no one would take care of it. The chair had fluff poking out and the back of the chair was hanging on by a thread. The desk had all sorts of unknown stains that not even Flug could identify them and the computer didn't even work, the screen had a huge hole that looked like a bullet had ran through it.

It was already obvious that Flug had to clean the desk and wasn't exited to do so. He sighed as he pulled out a cloth, wet it, and began to scrub the table.

Flug could practically see steam coming off of his hands because he was scrubbing so fast. A few seconds later he lifted his hand and it looked like the stain hadn't even been touched. Flug was going to have to try something else.

Flug ran to his lab on the third floor to get a special sort of spray that was for cleaning toxic spills in labs. Flug ran back to the receptionist desk and sprayed the table and started scrubbing as fast as his skeletal-like arms could. Flug started to sweat so he smiled and picked up the cloth only for his face to drop to the floor when he saw a fresh hole in the desk the size of his palm. Flug then dropped the cloth and banged his face into the desk, he already knew he would have to work the night shift if he wanted this done.

(Sorry this was short)