Object 32 - "Reality Fresheners"
Sketch of a Reality Freshener

Reality Freshener sketch
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The terminals of Level 36 are as empty as ever when you sit at the booth, or at least it was until she showed up. As you focus on clocking back in from your 5-minute break (Time there is wonky, but what kind of boss takes advantage of it like that?) you barely notice her in her fedora and trench coat until she slams down a duffel bag onto the counter with a loud thump, and the smell of mangos permeates the air.

She starts to say "Excuse me…" when suddenly, what you can only assume was her lunch is all over the floor. Despite the spur-of-the-moment stomach smoothie, she simply looks back at you and keeps smiling as if unfazed. She taps her gloved hand on the counter.

Her: "Haha. Being sort of pregnant does that, I guess. Anyway, where was I? Ah! I need to get to Level 1 as soon as possible! Premium package. Will this be enough?"

She opens up a compartment of her bag and out spills a giant heap of B.N.T.G. presses. It's obvious at first glance there's at least a few hundred almond waters worth.


(Continuing from 'Yeah…")

She again adjusts something in her pocket.

Anthony finally puts down the presses and says "Alright. Good to go. I'll assemble a travel team for ya and my 'Employee of the Year' and get you all goin on yer way. Lord knows you paid enough for it."

He makes a call on his radio, and in minutes, Jeremy and Sasha arrive, coworkers you've known for years, but who usually don't get assigned to jobs like this - ones that aren't dangerous.

Once it is made clear that you'll go with them to escort the woman, Anthony shoos you away.

He isn't going (After all, that mountainous tip won't count itself. This is the same boss who gives you 5-minute breaks).

Unnamed Woman: "Finally! Let's not waste any more time."

Jeremy: "Nice to meet you Ms… Mrs…?"

Unnamed Woman: "Evelyn. Now hurry up. I don't have all day."

Sasha starts walking towards where the flight to Level 1 is and says, "So what's so important that it needs premium security for a basic flight? Someone out to get you?"

Evelyn: "No. Just important business."

Everyone follows Sasha.

Jeremy: "You're being so secretive about it. Makes me more curious."

Evelyn coughs and you notice she's tapping her finger against her pocket, giving you a glimpse of bright white inside.


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