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The warehouse is changed.

I feel it in the coffee.

I feel it in the scaffolds.

I smell it in the break room.

Much that once was...
...is lost.

For none now work here who remember it.

It began with the creating of the great accounts.

Three were given to the forklift drivers:
Immortal, wisest and most experienst of all beings.

Seven to the packing floor:
Great box-fillers and craftsmen of the packing tables.

And nine...
...nine accounts were gifted to the office workers...
...who, above all else, desire to work from home.

For within these accounts was bound the privilges and passwords to govern each department.

But they were all of them decieved.

For another account was made.

In the managers office, in the files the ceo's computer...
...the boss created in secret an admin account...
...to control all others.

And in this account he poured his greed, his malice...
...and his will to dominate all employees.

One account to rule them all.

One by one...
...the free departments of the company fell to the power of the admin account.

But there were some, who resisted.

A last alliance of office workers and forklift drivers striked against the lawyers of the managers office.

And to the bosses computer, they send their vacation emails.

Victory was near.

But the power of the admin account...
...could not be undone.

It was in this moment...
...when all hope had faded...
...that Paul, son of the office manger, logged in on his fathers account.

The boss, the enemy of the free peoples of the warehouse, was defeated.

The admin account passed to Paul...
...who had this one chance to destroy evil forever.

But he hearts of office workers...
...are easily corrupted.

And the admin account has a will of its own.

It betrayed Paul...
...till he was fired.

And some things that should not have been forgotten...
...were lost.

History became legend...
...legend became myth.

And for two and a half years...
...the admin account passed out of all knowledge.

Until, when chance came...
...it found a new employee.

The admin account came to the system administrator Mark...
...who took it deep into the tunnels of the IT department.

And there it consumed him.

The admin account brought to Mark unnatural long working hours.

For 5 years it poisoned his computer.

And in the gloom of Mark's cubicle, it waited.

Darkness crept back into the scaffolds of the warehouse.

Rumor grew of a powerpoint in the East...
...whispers of a nameless fear.

And the admin account percieved...
...its time had now come.

It abandoned Mark.

But something happened then the admin account did not intend.

It was picked up by the most unlikely employee imaginable.

A janitor.

Fred Williams of the cleaning cabinet.

For the time will soon come...
...when janitors will shape the salaries of all.