The beast lies in a deep slumber... still and dozing quietly, the dawn is about to break and the earth awaits the arrival of the Sun to illuminate the darkness. Buses, trains and cars begin their attack from all directions oozing towards the deadly lethargic beast. Like syringes with needles which begin to pierce the skin of the animal injecting an assorted mob of coats, hats suitcases and zombified worker drones, rushing into its veins they bring the awful creature to life. The Beast is awake and grows stronger with each mili-second. And from a far distance you can see the big octopus-like creature light up each of its tentacles, you can hear it breathing, you can feel its heart. It draws on the lifeblood from the drones as they get into their toil. THE BEAST IS GOD. The Organization is alive, from 8 am to 5 pm, Monday through Fridays, Closed on Saturdays and Sundays. Long live the GOD, The Organization.
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