She walked the halls confident. Her black stilettos clicking against the tile floor. Not a thing felt out of place. Even the teapot in her hand felt natural. However nothing about Cami was natural. She saw things no one else did. Heard things. You see, the shadows speak. They tell her things. That’s how she wound up here. Completely unqualified for her managerial position yet she pretends it’s too easy. You may wonder how, wonder why she ended up here. To sum it all up it started with a bulldozer. The last person that held this position was involved in an accident with a bulldozer. A few weeks later they quit without warning and the company was in a tight spot. The shadows helped Cami and now she was a rising star. Well to everyone else. She knows that without her shadows nothing like this would be possible, after all they were the ones that gave her life.