Literature
Sanitarium
Sanitarium
I stepped into his… no, MY office, jittery as all get out. The room had been emptied of quite a bit, making the walk to my desk a little eerie. Everything had already been moved out, which didn’t surprise me. Berg had given me the keys and split, barely a word said. I understood the meaning, though. Apparently, with everything I’d done in the last two 4 years or so, he thought I was worth the effort, handing me the branch. I’d questioned him of course. I’d done some risky shit, and really didn’t feel ready.
He looked at me, gave me a half, knowing smile. “Well, if you screw up, you̵