Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Class of Scott

I was wandering around the corridors of a school, it looked vaguely familiar at times, but mostly I didn't know where I was. I opened the first classroom door I came to and it was empty apart from work colleague Scott. 

He was sat at a desk and he looked up at me when he heard the door open. I clearly wasn't looking for Scott because I shut the door and went to the next room along the corridor. When I opened this door, Scott looked up again from a desk. 

I went from room to room and each one contained Scott. He was sat in the same position in each room and looked up in exactly the same way when I opened the door. 

 
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