You have been out for a little under an hour. The amplified voices of police demanding "Drop your weapon and surrender, you haven't got a chance". At first you think they are talking to you but no, its the pycho murderer who killed your co-workers. You hear several loud reports of discharging firearms. The cops find you when they do a sweep on the place. Only three remain alive of the work crew. You are a big hero. All you did is arrive late for work and faint like a little bitch and the press is in love! You pictures on newspapers and all over TV news. The other survivors who where axed but did not die get little attention. You agree to put your name on a "autobiographical" novel of your experience. Someone else writes it but you are paid twenty four grand for the book. Cha-ching!