[ WP ] An exploration of the butterfly effect : write a dramatic scene . Then , choose one tiny detail to change in the initial set-up , and play the scene out again . How drastically have things changed ?

I woke up at six in the morning. I showered, brushed my teeth and shaved. Breakfast was my normal two eggs, coffee and a small glass of orange juice. 
 
 My drive to work was uneventful. It was surprising that traffic was so light. I pulled into my normal spot at work and sighed. My job sucked. I hated this life. 
 
 I plopped down at my desk and turned on my computer. My email looked full of emails I didn ’ t want to answer. I leaned back in my chair and sighed. 
 
 “ Nobody move, ” someone screamed from the front of the office. “ Everybody stand up with your hands in the air. ” 
 
 Three men fanned out. They were dressed in fatigues, balaclavas and were armed to the teeth with what looked like automatic rifles. I wasn ’ t sure. I wasn ’ t really into guns. 
 
 I stood, as did everyone else in the room. No one could drop down and hide. My hatred of the open office concept would only grow after this event. 
 
 “ Where is Jenny Warburton? ” yelled one of the men at Jonathon, the receptionist. 
 
 “ I don ’ t know, ” stuttered Jonathon. 
 
 The man shot Jonathon in the chest. Jonathon fell to the floor and the man shot him twice more. Cindi screamed, and I wet myself. 
 
 “ Once more, ” yelled the man. He appeared to be the one in charge. “ Where is Jenny Warburton? ” 
 
 “ Here. I ’ m here, ” said Jenny. She stepped forward from behind a partition that separated the eating area from the office area. “ I ’ m here. ” 
 
 The man in charge turned and shot her. She screamed and fell to the floor, clutching her stomach. The second intruder walked over and shot her three more times. He nudged her lifeless body and nodded. 
 
 The three intruders left as fast as they came into the office. 
 ___________________________________ 
 I woke up at 6:15 in the morning. I showered, brushed my teeth and shaved. Breakfast was my normal two eggs, coffee and a small glass of orange juice. 
 
 My drive to work was uneventful. It was surprising that traffic was so light. I pulled into my normal spot at work and sighed. My job sucked. I hated this life. 
 
 As I walked to the front door I heard a gunshot followed by two more shot in quick succession. I peered through the front door and saw three heavily armed men. With shaking hands I pulled out my cell phone and started running back to my car. 
 
 I dialed 911. 
 
 “ Hello. 911. What is your emergency? ” 
 
 “ There are three heavily armed men at my work. They ’ ve shot someone. I ’ m at 415 Maple Tree Lane. It ’ s the CRS Inc. Building, ” I said. 
 
 Police cars roared up within minutes. During that time I heard three more shots come from inside the building. The three men came out the front door with guns blazing. 
 
 The initial police response wasn ’ t enough. They were quickly overwhelmed. The three men made their way to what must have been their getaway vehicle. They hopped in it and drove off firing shots out the windows. 
 
 I later found out on the news that three of the initial responding police were killed. Four more were wounded. The getaway vehicle was found a couple of miles down the road. It was torched. No sign of the men. 
 
 I became a local celebrity for fifteen minutes. I received some small honors and awards for my quick call. I was interviewed, and it was nice for a little bit. I liked the attention. I still hated my job, but my short-lived fame was nice. 
 ________________________ 
 Thanks for reading! If you liked this check out my subreddit /r/Puns_are_Lazy. 

