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If you recognize this fic from AO3, you get a gold star from me. I'm the author and I'm just reposting it here -Orion

"Oh for the love of-!" Stanley laughed internally as he took a seat in his office chair. "I've just about had it with your bad behavior Stanley." The door to the man's office slammed shut, startling Stanley. The Narrator possibly couldn't be this angry because of Stanley's supposed behavior, he couldn't fault the man just because he was tired. "You don't even need to sleep, Stanley! I'm going to be taking matters into my own hands if you refuse to cooperate, I'm going to reset..." Stanley raised his hands to try and protest this before it all faded to black once more.

He sat for a moment in his office, taking in a deep breath before standing up. Eighty-nine- what almost felt like a light slap hit the back of his head. He whipped around to see what hit him, nothing was there. Walking out of the room feeling a bit disturbed. "All of his coworkers were gone. What could it mean?" Walking forward cautiously he looked up inquisitively
wanting to know what that was, getting no response in return.