Second person ghost story, no CP.
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As the title says, you are a newly promoted social worker in a black factory. Because you look like the softest persimmon, you are always pinched by your direct leaders. Your night routine is to take the last subway train home. Sometimes if you are unlucky, you may have to work overtime until two or three in the morning. At this time, you will sleep directly at the company to save taxi fares. In addition to not having to socialize and drink, my life is as miserable as a middle-aged white-collar worker in an island country.
The labor laws in the world you live in are ineffective. You don't get triple overtime pay at all. The company still buys you the cheapest commercial medical insurance. Every time you stay up late and work overtime, you are terrified of sudden death, otherwise your savings may not be enough to pay for funeral expenses.
Today you worked overtime again until 2:30 before getting off work...
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Description:
-You are a tortured social beast. You have a strong sense of being alive and slightly dead, and have low mood swings. Even when faced with indescribable things, your rigid facial muscles are difficult to twist, and your San value has not dropped more than when your salary was deducted;
-The city you are in is a Western capitalist country in an imaginary world. Your government believes in neoliberalism. The economic downturn must be the fault of foreigners for not opening up the market, so you feel the pill;
-You have recently discovered that there are many incredible things in the world you live in. Can they not stop you from going to work? If you get fired, it will be difficult to find another job, okay?
-Your gender is unknown. Others don't know whether to call you Mr. Or Miss. In fact, you don't know whether you should wear men's clothes or women's clothes. You just buy the cheapest clothes, so you can only make do with it;
-You are a gangster in a black factory trying to survive in the evil capitalist society. Naturally, you don't have a very high sense of morality. You only care about whether you break the law and whether you will be caught if you break the law;
-Your story is a unit-type ghost story, and there will be some supernatural horror elements. But no matter how scary the ghosts are, can they be more scary than owing money to the bank?
Purpose: Labor is the most glorious
