“Hello Weiners!” I greeted the team this morning, repeating my annual Halloween dad joke with glee. Stepping over the badly carved pumpkin I sat at my spider-web covered desk and realised that I had not received the customary groan for a reply. Looking up I found the entire office... dead!
Well not dead. But dead scary anyway! The lights were off and Will was looking very pale in the corner of the room encased in an incredibly camp Dracula cape. Azzurra was swatting howling ghouls away from her Mac as spiders bungee-jumped from the ceiling to pounce on Miranda. Peter had become a mildly terrifying neon-winged bat and snakes wrapped their way around Lauren as Janna wildly stabbed a carving knife at flying vampires beside Hugh who glowed gently in his coffin.
"What the hell did you guys get up to last night?!" I squeaked from the door. "You know Monday nights are for chilling."
"We're super chilled" laughed Hugh from his death bed. "Chilled to the bone!"
And with that I turned on the light and everything seemed normal.
"How strange" I murmured before scuttling off on my octopus legs to make a cup of tea.