But today, chaos wasn't knocking. It had already kicked the door down.
The globe cracked clean in two. A puff of stale, air-conditioned air sighed out. The lights returned to their steady, fluorescent hum. The printer coughed and spat out one final sheet: Leo’s quarterly report, perfect and complete. shalina devine office
“Everyone stay calm,” Shalina said, her voice cutting through the din. “This is a contained anomaly.” But today, chaos wasn't knocking
The snow globe grew warm, then hot. Shalina did not flinch. She finished her last sentence: And the office was quiet, not because it was empty, but because everything was finally in its proper place. A puff of stale, air-conditioned air sighed out
The globe had glowed then, just for a second. She’d dismissed it as a trick of the light. But the office had gotten eerily efficient after that. Problems solved themselves. Errors corrected mid-air. It had been… too easy.