Fifth Shift.

The first rays of sunlight were peeking just above the jagged horizon. Eating away at the edges of the quickly retreating darkness, and replacing it with the first decrepit rays of light.

Victims were starting to pour in by the masses. Taking the dreary new day in stride to complete errands of all shapes and sizes.

And all the employees were slowly finishing up the last of their tasks and shuffling off to clock out, and thusly head home to the comfort of their cozy coffins.

Tourniquet and Ear Ache were two such employees. Shambling towards that rusty old timeclock that hung ever so loosely from the wormy wall it was impaled too.

Unfortunately, a horrid sound did thus strike their ears, piercing their eardrums with the high pitched squeals emanating from a young baby's mouth as it was fruitlessly being shook and cooed at by it's mother.

This horrific event drug on from seconds into minutes before lasting the apparent father walks up and sticks his thumb in the thing's mouth.

"See that is why I don't ever want to have children..." Tourniquet says with a scowl.

A passing employee smiles a straggle tooth  grin, "That's why I eat 'em."

Tourniquet smirks. "That too." And continues on his way with Ear Ache somehow getting lost in the women's intimates department.

"He'll be fine." Tourniquet says to himself before an ear splitting shriek sounds out behind him and he adds a bit more speed to his steps.

Moments later, and obvious incident diverted, Tourniquet smiles at himself as he finally clocks out after a long hard night of work and starts looking forward to the comfort of his cozy coffin.

With a flick of his wrist he throws on his cloak and thus turns to leave.

But before him stood a scraggly looking man. His eyes staring directly at Tourniquet, completely devoid of any life or competence.

Unnerved, Tourniquet then realizes the man's lips were moving...

"You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave..."

Tourniquet's eyes widen, his heart rate quickening with each frightened breath, "I... I can't?" He gasps.

The man blinks in surprise, then pops out his earphones, the sounds of the Eagles obviously emanating from the minuscule speakers, "Did you say something?"