Amber Toulouse gags a little when she turns on the light in the break room. She was going to grab her half-eaten sandwich from the refrigerator but decides to leave it. The break room smells like decay and looks like some kind of maggot infestation has taken hold over in the corner near the trash can. She turns off the light and shuts the door. Let the cleaning crew deal with it. Maggots are not in her job description. She decides she can probably just call it quits and go home. She works in the office of Ames Construction. Times are slow. Nobody seems to be building anything. She’s taken like three calls all day and the other lady in the office, Martha Sleeveless, went home around noon. Said she was feeling sick. Amber thought it was more like she was feeling bored and it was a gorgeous Friday and the construction crew hadn’t come in at all today. She turns off all the lights in the office and heads to her desk to turn off the computer and radio and grab her purse.
