After Hours

Her shift was over. Deaf and blind as she was, she could still feel the vibrations in the floor from the cleaning machine, coming to and fro. Apart from that, she hadn't been prodded, felt up, or tickled for at least ten minutes she estimated. So why was she still standing as a helpless table ornament? The vibrations came closer again. They seemed to remain stationary right near her table and indeed: she felt some prodding and tugging on the sides of her head, and the blindfold came off.

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