He approached the room with trepidation.
He knew that the man working here would have made the most of his time, without people seeing what he was doing. He was a strange one; that was for sure. He wasn’t happy when the boss took him on. He opened the door. He stood for a moment just inside the doorway, reluctant to turn the light on. He flipped the switch. Bodies and parts of bodies were scattered around the room!
He knew it. This new guy was so untidy. He’d probably been in here looking for something. He didn’t tidy up after himself, obviously.
He let out a long sigh. He could be sure of one thing.
The new window display of manikins wasn’t going to be easy.
