Corporate lunch. The metal cart is wheeled in, but there’s nothing on it. I look around, puzzled. “Hey guys, what’s for lunch? How come there’s no food on the—” My coworkers strip off their human heads, revealing scaly reptilian faces underneath. “Becausssssee YOU’RE lunch, Kent. You should have conformed more to corporate culture.” They all clutch their bellies, guffawing with sibilant, hissing laughter. My eyes widen in panic and I open my eReader to Echo. Magic flash. 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. I jump on the raptor and the lizard people rush me. 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: By riding on a velociraptor in a full suit of Space Marine armor. Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here: Vol. 1 on Kindle. Vol. 2 on Kindle here: Vol.2 on Kindle.