“They look like ants from this high up, huh?” Chris thought out loud.
He walked across the table and sat on the leather chair. The chair squeaked as he moved and made himself comfortable. He breathed in the room’s air. He looked around the room, then focused on that one space in it where his boss laid, lifeless, draping the carpet in red.
For that one brief moment, he was in charge and all was right in the world.