Armed with the dreaded weapon, he paws his way along the aisles in the work bay. He hides it behind his back to avoid being identified. The weapon looks harmless in the plastic container. But the poisonous gas inside is lethal enough to wipe off life from the aisles for aeons.
There are employees sipping green tea in the pantry, talking concernedly about the recession and the test match. Little do they know the danger lurking towards them. Their attacker is watchful; he would pay heavily if he fails...
He slowly removes the top of the container. It is fashioned after a spray bottle and before the employees get a good look at it, he makes use of their dim reflexes and sprays all around...
As people struggle to get out of the pantry somebody cries aloud "Damn the airfreshner day!!!"
