It was a Monday. A dark, and stormy Monday. As you were finishing what was left of your TPS report, with ten fast fingers opened in a different tab because fuck work, you hear a noise a few cubicles away. "That's odd," you think to yourself, "I work at home. And I live by myself. And I don't have cubicles in my house!" Suddenly a spooky scary skeleton sweeps its old creaky bones up next to you and whispers "I made that noise."