Endless Hallway Leads to Pajama Office and Key Mystery

Endless Hallway Leads to Pajama Office and Key Mystery

I woke up late for work and rushed out of the apartment, but the hallway kept getting longer each time I turned a corner. I could hear my boss’s voice echoing, “Where’s the report?” I finally reached the office, only to find everyone in pajamas and the coffee machine humming like a siren. I tried to hand in the spreadsheet, but the USB stick turned into a set of keys that wouldn’t fit any lock. Then I saw my high school math teacher, Mr. Patel, standing by the printer, looking exactly like my neighbor who just moved in last month. He smiled and said, “You’ll get it right next time,” before disappearing into a conference room that was actually the grocery store aisle I’d been in earlier. I felt a wave of embarrassment and panic, then a strange calm as I realized I was still holding the keys, and the hallway finally ended at my front door.