Greetings and salutations!

Fictional Dreams

He continued down the long cooridor. Making it past the entry security had been easy, the hard part turned out to be navigating this monster of a building. His shoes snapped against the slate floor, echos bouncing off the halls around him. The package he held at his side was especially for her. After he delivered it, this would all be over. Finally he was outside her office. His gloved hand reached out to quietly turn the door handle. With practiced ease he pressed open the door and stepped into the small office. Then he stood in front of her desk. She hadn't even noticed his entry. He was almost disappointed at how easy this had turned out to be. He lifted the package and spoke the lines he had practiced to a science....

Ms. Robin, Priority Post mam. Your package has arrived. *S*