Muskrat Love
It may or may not be the end of the world. Certainly there are a lot of frogs and locusts out there, and all the trees are falling down. But work goes on at Tower Labs, where some sort of top-secret pharmaceutical project is underway—if you can really call it work when the sole researcher has locked himself in the lab and refuses to let the manager, receptionist or new developer in while he paces around trying to do the work himself, even though he’s not qualified to develop the drug himself.
