Right, home from work, walk the dog, kids are back.

Mom!

Up the stairs for something.

Ugh, back down, no idea what I went up for.

Mom, what's for dinner?

Chop, sizzle, done.

Hello, fresh, can't slow life down, but it makes bringing everyone together around the table a whole lot easier.

So its phones down, forks up.

Hello Fresh. Bring back dinner time.

Beware the Redwood Bureau, a secret organization which captures and researches creatures and objects that defy explanation.

Their reckless procedures have led to countless innocent lives lost.

I am Agent Conroy. I worked for the Redwood Bureau, but I have escaped them to leak their reports to the unsuspecting public.

You have the right to know.

I don't know for it. You wouldn't be exasat.

I have the right to do.

I remember sitting at the table.

I remember a senior officer across from me reading questions of a clipboard.

I remember that some of the answers I gave were lies.

I know they were lies because they were not what I wanted to say.

Beyond that, I cannot tell you what I said.

The words came out of my mouth, and I lost them as fast as I heard them.

The four of us stood up at the same time.

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