You walk into his office, As for a job interview, You shut the door behind you, After opening it. As you walked over to his desk, To be greeted by him, He looked a little Sketchy in person.

He stared you dead in the eyes, As if he was staring through your soul.

William: “Take a seat…”

As he was interviewing you, You could smell a faint stench of flesh, Coming from the backroom. Although, He said you weren’t allowed back there, you were curious.