The Dwight Brothers

The office continued on in its petty pace, the supervisor droid’s harsh criticisms and the inevitable smashing of its face into the floor. Chang-Su was amicable about Dithers’ departure, having scarcely noticed and fully understanding that Dithers didn’t want to commit. As he filed away photos, cat, cat in house, dog eating cat, the Dwight Brothers sent him yet another e-mail about ‘GalileeWay’. This one had shots within the game. A harsh desert that looked like photos of Utah that Dithers had seen once. It reminded him of the desert levels in his own game. “Oh, what the Hell, I’ve still got another free night before I meet with Kaylee. And then four more weeks of waiting,” Dithers thought to himself. He typed back, “Alright, what time should I meet you guys? And what do we even do in the game anyways? This isn’t going to be like a church service, right?” Dithers zapped it back but had to remember that most people in the office tuned out to play their games for a few minutes before zapping back in. It was a while before he got a reply from either Brother, until the following message appeared on his screen: “6:30 is when we begin. No, it is not like Church. As a newcomer, before you can participate in any of the Old Testament games, you are required to be Jesus.”