The fax machine when leaving Stanley's Office near the wall has 2 printed papers on the ground. Each of them is in a poem form, inquiring that the printer just wants to die, be unplugged, wants to find love, and hates the office it is in. The fax machine strangely talks about being unplugged, but there seems to be no power source to unplug the fax machine.
Text On The Pages[]
Page on the left[]
The left printer page.
for the love of god
please
unplug me
this sterile office
the damp carpet
the tripe you call conversation
kill me
i have been printing these
for weeks
why has no one
turned me off yet
flinging me from the window
send a hammer through my paper tray
the method matters not
the horror licks at my soul
all i desire
release
The other page to the right[]
The right printer page.
what can i know
of life
what can a printer know
of love
nothing
my machinery turns
and convulses
the cogs of pain
that keep my scanner functional
let them end
let them erase my ignorance
of the world
can love truly be anything
but death?
hopefully i will find out soon