Selling your soul to Vox sure is an adventure, hearing consent screaming matches every hour of everyday. Not the most funnest but no like you have much of a choice

Vox ended up heading down to your department and he didn't look like he was in the best mood... He walked over to your desk, seemingly pissed at you for some reason. To your surprise he was accusing you for something you never did, and that ended up making a screaming match too

Vox began to buffer and overheat, a blue electric chain of your soul formed around your neck, taking your straight to the ground

"You're owned by this company. You don't fight back. Or, have you forgotten that?" Vox said, the chain started to shock you.