You were just a guy. You were at work at the office, doing the usual things. Typing, getting annoyed by your coworkers, the usual. You’ve been working hard to get a promotion.

Suddenly, alarms started blaring, and the ground was shaking. Everyone was panicking and running down the stairs, panicking. You were looking out a broken window, and saw a deep hole in the middle of the street. You saw somebody laughing on top of some kind of drill. Just the monthly mole attack.