Her boss and the morning shift.

Ana was gone from the room for not one second before she ran back inside with her eyes wide as saucers.

“Ana! You are back! Did you had a change of heart-”

An old man’s voice reverberated from across the door. “Where’s is that dammed security guard?”

“Maybe she is making the rounds?”

“Oh crap!” Cheryl yelled. “That’s the boss man! Why is he here?”

“I don’t know, but he isn’t alone! He’s coming this way with the whole morning shift!”

“Quick, we have to hide! Follow me!” Cheryl grabbed Ana’s wrist and climbed the conveyor belt. Together they entered the boxy machine at the start of the line. Ana found herself in a dark and cramped cube, she shuffled to the side and stepped into a bag of … nachos?

“Cheryl, what the hell is this?”

“Snacks, this is my …hidey place. Sometimes I come here to take a nap.”

“In the middle of the machinery?! Do you know how dangerous that is? How dangerous this is?! You can’t-“

The sound of the opening door silenced Ana. She could hear a veritable company of workers pour into the room. “All right boys and girls, look alive. Germany wants another 500 units for tomorrow morning, so get to it! Stop grumbling, you’ll get Friday off…” All the lights turned on and the engines purred to life. The assembly line was about to start.

“We can’t be here,” whispered Ana. “It’s too dangerous.”

“Pffft, if my nachos can survive the workday, so can we.”

“Cheryl, this is serious!”

“Want to talk about serious? What about going out there and explaining to our dear old boss why we are naked in his precious factory! You worry too much, we’ll be perfectly safe as long as we tuck in our feet and stay still.”