Tec flings the tabloid newspaper across

the incident room. “Beast on the Loose!”. “Beast

Beheads Doc.” What kind of beast can do damage

like that? He rants. Doc was a druggie. The upstart

intern pipes up. Don’t start! First Jack the Ripper,

now it’s Doktor Tod. Second tec mocks.

This rate the beast will best us all out of our jobs.

Feet up. And coffee sipped. Tec wipes the smirk

off of his face with daggers drawn. Build your own

meaning. Make your own mind up. What slop.

And turns his back and surfs the vlogosphere

for solace that truly speaks his mind.