The screen went black. Then, his webcam light flickered on—a tiny, predatory green eye. A progress bar crawled across the darkness: RESTRUCTURING BIOGRAPHICAL DATA... 42% .

Inside weren't PDFs or Word templates. There were three files: Interview_Script.txt Terms_of_Employment.mp3

Elias stood up, adjusted his tie, and realized he no longer remembered why he had been looking for a job in the first place. He didn't even remember his middle name. He only knew that the rar file was gone, and in its place was a career that would last for the rest of his very, very efficient life.