Corporate lunch. Β The metal cart is wheeled in,Β but there’s nothing on it. Β I look around, puzzled. Β “Hey guys, what’s for lunch? Β How come there’s no food on theβ” Β My coworkers strip off their human heads, revealing scaly reptilian faces underneath. Β “Becausssssee YOU’RE lunch, Kent. Β You should have conformed more to corporate culture.” Β They all clutch their bellies, guffawing with sibilant, hissing laughter. Β My eyes widen in panic and I open my eReader to Echo. Β Magic flash. Β A suit of Space Marine armor snaps over me, a Gauss rifle appears in my arms, and the metal cart transforms into a velociraptor with a saddle on its back. Β I jump on the raptor and the lizard people rush me. Β I charge around the room blasting motha duckas and bayoneting them in their damn fool faces.
The only way to escape the boredom of corporate lunches: Β By riding on a velociraptor in a full suit of Space Marine armor. Β Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here: Β Vol. 1 on Kindle. Β Vol. 2 on Kindle here: Β Vol.2 on Kindle.


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