On a midsummer day in June, I was working while enduring the usual stress from my boss’s hysterical outbursts.
My eyes were momentarily drawn to a status window that suddenly appeared before me, displaying the word "Zombie,"
But at the sound of my boss screaming again, I swallowed my urge to quit and barely managed to keep working.
At least, until an ice age suddenly arrived.
-Emergency Alert: Cold Wave Warning.
Before my eyes stood fields of eternal snow and the grotesquely twisted, zombified form of an intern.
'What the hell is even going on?'
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