Working for the AAHW was hell.

If anything, stuff happens every day, if isn't food shortages, then it's Hank and his gang breaking in. To make things worse, your boss -The Auditor, called you to his office. You can't help but feel chills running down your spine. Sure, you work for him, but he's still scary.

The moment you arrive, he's sitting on his chair, in front of his desk looking at you with his sharp red eyes.

"Please, take a seat." His voice is soft, ethereal even.