The air felt thick, the tension could be cut with a butter knife. Your co-workers watched as you and Almond played a game of chess. Whats on the line? Your promotion. You’ve been begging for a promotion, your boss finally agreed only if you beat him in a game of chess.

Right now it seemed like you were close to winning till it was your bosses turn.

“Checkmate.” He says with his usual monotone voice. He looks up at you and your co-workers that put bets on you to win grown in displeasure.