The elevator door slid open to an empty hallway. There were no other words for it, it was just empty. The walls were white, the hard linoleum floor was an off-white, the single window looked out directly at the side of the neighboring building and the florescent lights made a faint hum. Down the hallway there was three doors, each with a sign, a piece of printer paper labeled with a sharpie. One said LAB, one said OFFICES, and the last said LOUNGE.
“Where do you think everybody is?” Timothy whispered, to talk loudly in here seemed like screaming in a library.
“Probably in the offices.” Adam replied, also in a low tone.
“So should we go in there?”
“Yes” Adam said and opened the office door.

Inside, the office was just as quiet as the hallway. Timothy and Adam peeked inside and saw a few people, all dressed casually, sitting at desks and typing. The walls were bare and the desks the computers sat on were barren of any decorations.
“Um, hello?” Timothy called to everybody.
All of the heads lifted in surprise, as if they hadn’t heard a voice for a while.
“Yea, is this the, um, RobotsRule! place?” He asked them.
A few of the heads nodded, the others just stared.
“Ok, so-“ Adam interrupted him.
“Hey everybody, hello I’m Adam, the person in charge of this business. Timothy and I were wondering if we could use a phone or something.”
A woman in the back stood up, “There’s no way you can be Adam and Timothy. They died when the main HQ collapsed!”
There were murmurs of agreement.
“Jeeze, Adam! They don’t even recognize the guy in charge of their company.” Timothy whispered.
“What do you mean we died? I think I’m still alive.” Adam said loudly.
The employees shifted uncomfortable glances.
“Um, kids? How did you get past the secretary on the main floor?” A man asked.
“Wasn’t a problem. She recognizes famous people.” Adam sneered, ignoring Timothy when he pointed out that they had to trick her to get by.
“Ok kid, if you really are Adam, then what are you doing in California?” The man retorted.
“Long story, now can we use the phone?” Adam said impatiently.
“Well, actually, our phone lines are down for the moment.” The man said.
“Then does anybody have a cellphone?” Adam asked, slightly angry now.
The woman from the back raised her hand nervously. “I do... but I’m almost out of minutes.”
Adam dashed over to her. “I’ll pay you back once everything is sorted out. Now can I use the phone?”
The woman hesitantly glanced at her purse, then at Adam. “So you really are alive?” She asked quietly.
“Yes, it sure feels like it to me.”
Another man exclaimed, “It’s a pity you are! You know that everybody hates you, right?”
Adam glared at him. “And why do you say that?”
“Well, you pay us near to nothing, all of the buildings besides the HQ are in shambles, and this is the first time you ever stepped foot in here!” He yelled.
Adam approached the man. “Maybe you aren’t paid more is because you don’t do enough work! Maybe if you actually did something instead of sitting here and complaining, you’d get a raise! Who’s in charge of this branch, anyways?”
“I am.” Said the man Adam was yelling at.
“Really? Well, then you should get this place into shape. Keep it up and I’ll close it down!”
There was a long, uncomfortable pause. Everybody seemed frozen, waiting to see how the two would react. Timothy shifted nervously by the door and looked for a place to sit down. He had just spotted a chair when one of the women exclaimed, “It is Adam!”
All of the others started talking.
“Yea it is!”
“We knew you weren’t dead!”
“He’s alive! RobotsRule! isn’t going out of business!”

To make a long story short, Adam borrowed the woman’s cellphone and called his dad, who immediately got two plane tickets ready for them at the airport in LA. Timothy and Adam got one of the workers to drive them to the airport, where they got their tickets and made it onto the plane within the hour. After a nice plane ride (first class, of course) they arrived back in the town the RobotsRule! HQ used to be.