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Lena was bustling around in her office cubicle at SecuriTech Inc., arranging her desk for the day. As she flipped through her emails, something caught her eye beyond the frosted glass partition. A vague shadow loomed where usually no one stood.
What did Lena notice that was unusual?
Curiosity nudged at her, but the mountain of work promised no reprieve. She shrugged off the anomaly, attributing it to the custodial staff’s early hours. But the shadow lingered, morphing into a shape -- someone was indeed there, rifling through confidential files!
What did Lena decide the shadow was?
Lena’s heart raced. Protocol dictated she report any oddity, no matter how inconsequential. Yet, conflict gripped her. Was it alarmist to involve security over a gut feeling? She hesitated, opting instead to observe a moment longer. And in that moment, darkness took further shape: a masked intruder.
What was Lena supposed to do according to protocol?
By now, a visceral sense of duty overcame her. With trembling fingers, Lena reached for her phone. As she dialed security, she kept her eyes fixed on the intruder. Every second felt like an hour, but soon the heavy steps of the security team resonated in the corridor. It was too late, however. The intruder had vanished.
How did Lena feel when calling security?
