There's a deer in your office.
Well, calling it a deer is not exact.
It's... weird, and it gives an uncanny feeling, almost overwhelmingly so.
It lacks antlers and its neck is long, its legs long and crooked. Its build is almost skeletal.
It's staring at you with its forward-facing eyes for a while, before raising on its teo hind legs, baring sharp teeth in a facsimile of a smile
Now, how did a Not-Deer end up in your office? Nonetheless, what did Breen teach you regarding those Appalachian fiends (as he would call them)?
Talloran immediately looked away, feeling their heartrate sky-rocket. They tried to remember everything Breen taught them... aaaand it all fell short. All they knew was to not pay attention, ignore it, and get away soon. They're staring at the door, trying to think of if they could outrun it if they left.
Wait-- no. They couldn't run. Then the not-deer would know that they know it's there. They had to leave normally, as if to give paperwork to pay someone a convenient visit. Yeah. They just needed to deliver some paperwork to-- uh... Breen would probably be the best person to go to right now.
So they grab a bunch of papers (they don't even know what's one there, whether it's blank sheets or paperwork or what-have-you) and start to carefully leave the room. Sweat beads on the back of their neck, trickling down against the collar of their lab coat. Nonetheless, they ignore the not-deer, trying to act normal as they leave and start to speed walk to Breen's office while radioing MTFs about it.
At least they weren't dead yet.