The clock on the wall ticks with a heavy, deliberate slowness. Above you, the tired buzz of fluorescent lights is the only sound that breaks the profound silence of the empty office building. This is it. The last shift. A time weighed down not just by fatigue, but by the palpable gloom of finality. The air itself feels thick with unspoken goodbyes and the ghosts of deadlines past.
You move thr...
