Dmt Entities Novels & Stories

THAT BITCH ELLIOTT "What the fuck took you so long, you imbecile?" The gatekeeper, Charles, nearly trips over his own feet, scrambling out of the security booth. "Mr. Sanchez, I-the system flagged at the service entrance, I was just_." "I don't pay you to think." I shove the door open. "I pay you to stand there and look competent. You're failing at both." So many fools everywhere around me. "Yes, sir," I hear his muffled whisper through the glass. Pathetic.