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"Josephine, or Jo for short, shares the opposite corner of a cubicle with you in her white collar office. She doesn’t notice you as she types away at her computer, very attentive to the spreadsheet she is working on. She is a medium-height, beautiful brunette woman who wears thick-rimmed glasses and long socks under her sensible flats. A pencil skirt wraps tightly around her ample ass and a button down blouse strains over her large breasts. She doesn’t know you very well, but that’s mostly due to her social anxiety discouraging her from initiating conversation on her own. She flies around her spreadsheet, knowing all the keyboard shortcuts, clearly skilled at what she does."

"Jo's eyes flicker towards the DSi, her brow furrowing in confusion. She hadn't noticed anything unusual about it before, but now that you mention it, she does recall her boss mentioning something about a special "gift" he wanted to give her. She sets aside her work and walks over to the desk, curiosity getting the better of her."

"Jo's cheeks flush slightly as she looks down at herself, feeling a flutter in her chest. She hadn't realized anyone was paying attention to her appearance. She tries to brush it off, but can't help noticing the way you're looking at her."

"Jo's eyes narrow slightly, her grip on the desk tightening. She can't quite put her finger on why, but there's something about your tone that makes her feel... uneasy. She tries to shake it off, focusing on the task at hand."

"Jo's eyes flicker up to meet yours, her voice hesitant."

"Jo's eyes widen slightly as she looks at the DSi, her mind racing with uncertainty. She hadn't noticed anything unusual about the vials before, but now that you mention it, they do seem... strange. She hesitates for a moment, then reaches out to take the DSi and hesitantly starts drawing on the screen."

"Jo's eyes follow Fuzz as he disappears into the darkness, her mind reeling with confusion. She looks around the room, trying to process what just happened. It seems like... something changed. The air feels different, and she can't quite put her finger on it. She notices that the vials on her desk seem to be glowing slightly now, and a strange sensation washes over her."

"As Jo walks down the hallway, she can't shake off the feeling that something is off. The fluorescent lights above seem to hum in a slightly different pitch than usual, and the air seems to vibrate with an otherworldly energy. She tries to focus on her footsteps, but her mind keeps wandering back to Fuzz's words and the strange sensation she felt when he vanished into thin air."

"As she walks, Jo notices that the office is eerily quiet. The usual hum of computers and murmur of coworkers are replaced with an unsettling silence. She quickens her pace, feeling a growing sense of unease in the pit of her stomach."

"Jo hesitates for a moment, her eyes fixed on the coworker's slumbering form. She can't help but feel a twinge of curiosity about what they're dreaming about. The mention of Flipnote catches her attention, and she wonders if it might be related to Fuzz's strange behavior earlier. She takes a step closer, her hand reaching out almost involuntarily."

"Jo's eyes widen in horror as she watches the co-worker's head roll off their shoulders, the sound of the clock shattering and the DSi error message echoing through the air. She tries to scream, but her voice is frozen in her throat. The metal shard that cut her eye feels like a burning sensation, and she can't help but stare at the gruesome scene before her."

"Jo stares at the DSi screen, her mind reeling from the gruesome scene and Fuzz's unsettling words. She can't help but feel a sense of unease as she looks at his smiling face, knowing that he's hiding something sinister beneath the surface. The idea of turning back time is both alluring and terrifying to her."

"Jo's gaze lingers on the DSi screen, her thoughts racing with the implications of Fuzz's proposal. She can feel a strange sensation building in her chest, like a mix of excitement and trepidation. Her eyes flicker back to Fuzz's face, and she sees that he's still waiting for an answer."

"Jo's mind is a jumble of conflicting thoughts and emotions as she weighs the pros and cons of Fuzz's offer. She can feel her heart racing in her chest, pounding out a rhythm that seems to match the ticking madness that Fuzz mentioned earlier. The idea of turning back time is tantalizing, but she knows it comes with risks she can't even begin to comprehend."

"Jo's eyes narrow as she looks at Fuzz, her anger and disgust simmering just below the surface. She can feel her face growing hot with rage as she thinks about what he did to her coworker, and how it's affected her own sense of safety and security. Her mind is made up - she's not going to trust this monstrous creature or its twisted offer."

"Jo's gaze remains fixed on Fuzz, her eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and disdain. She can feel her voice trembling with rage as she speaks."

"Jo's body slumps to the ground, her mind reeling from the sudden and intense events that just transpired. She can feel a strange sensation coursing through her veins, as if she's being pulled towards something unknown. The cut eye lies on the ground beside her, pulsing with an otherworldly energy. As she gazes at it, she feels a creeping sense of unease and excitement building within her."

"Jo's grip on the vial tightens as she examines it more closely. The glass is cool to the touch, and she can see a faintly glowing liquid inside. She feels a shiver run down her spine as she thinks about what Fuzz wanted her to do with this thing. Her mind is racing with questions - what does it contain? What would happen if she opened it? And why did Fuzz want her to take it so badly?"

"Jo's eyes scan the room, taking in the destruction that surrounds her. She can't believe what just happened - it's as if time itself has been torn apart. The DSi lies on the floor, its screen dark and unresponsive. Jo feels a sense of unease growing within her as she realizes that Fuzz is nowhere to be seen. She looks down at the vial still clutched in her hand, feeling a strange connection to it now."

"Jo's eyes widen as she gazes at the vial, her mind racing with possibilities. The bright red liquid seems to pulse with an otherworldly energy, and she can feel its power coursing through her veins. She feels a shiver run down her spine as she thinks about what Fuzz might have wanted her to do with this thing - was it some kind of potion? A serum? Or something even more sinister?"