They dragged her charred body to the crematorium, and her ashes were poured down the drain, washed with the urine of one of the more chauvinistic guards.
Sighing, he zipped up his fly and wiped his hands off on his greasy ass. His shift over, another threat to the collective brought before its mercy.
He got into his car after waving bye to the desk clerk and started the ignition.

What do you do now?

	Ernie goes home
	Ernie hits the rippers

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