Space Janitor 014

Space Janitor took the card and held it tight to his chest. He didn’t know what it meant. He summarised it was a location somewhere in the building. Space Janitor felt compelled to ask the desk dog where exactly was he supposed to go. Good boy he was, he suppressed the urge. He moved on … Continue reading Space Janitor 014


Space Janitor: Late arrivals (001-010)

“I’ve just arrived,” said the space janitor. “Obviously,” said the being the podium. The being behind the counter had some British Bulldog predominating in genealogy. The classic line, late 20th century. Deliberately designed to have respiratory problems. Here standing before the space janitor, this one. A quick check of the photographic ID revealed his name … Continue reading Space Janitor: Late arrivals (001-010)