At least one of the demons probably owns a red Swingline stapler.

I, at least, have happy memories of going to my dad’s job on Take Your Child to Work Day. Free office supplies and getting to write/draw on dry-erase board all day? Yes, please. I’ll probably end up at one some day, too.



Bet you weren’t expecting this, were you? But I think it’s only appropriate the Temple of Terror has a demon-staffed cubicle farm in its basement. After all, I work in such a place on my holidays from school, and it really is hell in some ways. All the older people there are always giving me desperate looks and telling me not to end up there – that I can still save myself.

But hey, for these guys, it puts food on the table for the little demon-spawn. It’s a living…