A DAY AT THE ORIFICE PART ONE (THE AWAKENING) CHAPTER 1

The sun shone like a yellow pepper in the spicy blue sky. Osiris entered through the doorway with a cheerful spring in his walk. That would howeversoon end. Osiris had entered a dead zone. Here all hope is lost; no decent thought could survive the weight of stupidity that Osiris would surely encounter in the next few hours.

Outside the bright azure sky was etched with whisps of milky sperm swimming towards the flaming orb that trumpeted the joy of the cosmic unity that we are all immersed in. But now as Osiris crept inside this cavernous block of office suites he felt his soul being completely eclipsed.

A few more delicate steps and here he was completely inside the belly of the beast. Every new step took him closer to the crushing sickness of a corporate machine gone crazy.

A machine that spawned the heroes of lust and greed, captains of the industrial deception that branded the sweet innocent of human flesh with despair. Inside their control center the shadowy figures conspired to execute methods that would guarantee the accumulation of more than they needed and more than they deserved.

The secret whispers and guarded laughter rang like hollow promises throughout the corporate flesh and bones of the startled cadaverous work-forced, who were lined up in neat rows, writhing in chains, lacerated with submission scars and marked with open festering cankerous sores of oppression. A pestilent fever raging inside their beaten brows beaded with globules of blood, sweat and tears. Osiris was entering the digital networked orifice.

He could smell the stench of the ruling elite. From deep within their moist fleshy sunlit offices the corporate market babble echoed, like the screeches of demented vultures riding the thermals of a corporate updraft, beaded eyes focused on the search for dead decaying meat opportunities.

He could hear the schemes that were now being plotted inside the chattering minds of the blond one known as Mr. Cranky Bollocks CEO (Chief Entrail Officer) and his simpering hunch back side-kick, Mr. Dick Head CTO (Chief Testicular Officer) and CDO (Chief Dowsing Officer) who had a permanent look of strained confusion and bewilderment on his face, as if he was experiencing a sudden cardiac arrest.