Try the new AI-powered Infinite Story.

Los Chimpos Ride Again

You do your best thinking with a fresh mind and so, making sure the office door is closed and secure, you put your feet up on the desk and close your eyes.

You never open them again.

During your nap something sinister was lowered from the ceiling above you.
Coming down from the extractor fan above your chair is a thin wire.
It halts millimetres away from your gaping maw, snoring loudly as you are, and remains still.
Then, as you are sleeping and dreaming of fair Spanish ladies, a trickle of liquid flows down the wire.
Mere droplets, barely visible, make their way down the wire until they drip off of the end and into your mouth.
The liquid rests on your lips and your sleeping tongue licks at them as you snuffle in your sleep.
Within seconds, it enters your blood stream.
Poison!
As you sleep, your body reacts swiftly and with deadly urgency.
Your breathing slows, your brain shuts down, and within twenty seconds you are dead.

For you, the adventure is over.
End Of Story