A week into your role as a secretary at Bolton’s company, and you’re still wondering about being the fourth one to take the position this year. The work isn’t too hard, Darius seems nice enough, but sometimes he gives off a weird vibe. Like now, he’s suddenly showing you a secluded part of the office building.

“This section is generally off-limits, it’s my private space for reflection,” his eyes holding an unsettling intensity, “decisions, actions, things that have to stay between these walls”