You've prophetsied it: the apocalypse. The world as you knew it is ending, and you're still stuck in this soul-sucking corporate cube farm.
As a deputy of the apocalypse,.reported to the Denizens_goals Committee, you've been tasked with creating the ultimate exit strategy.
However, your boss, the infamous Denizenator, won't let you leave without a plan. And by plan, I mean a spreadsheet with 17 pages of Excel formulas and PowerPoint presentations.
Time to break free from the shackles of corporate drudgery. Time to make your great escape.
Here's the plan:
Or, you know, just stay and enjoy the free coffee and snacks.