The Office Titanic-Prologue

Scranton Pennsylvania, 2072

A group of marine explorers had just uncovered ruins of what they thought was the Titanic. They had arranged an interview with a 92 year old woman named Pamela. She was apparently the only living survivor on the Titanic which had sunk.

The explorers and Pamela's own daughter were all gathered around her.

"In my early youth I went on the Titanic." Pamela started. "The sheets had never been used, the food was amazing and even today I can still picture it as it was before it sunk. The paint on the walls was fresh. People said it was the ship of dreams. It really was."

"They say Titanic hit an iceberg?" One of the explorers asked.

"Yes it did, icebergs are caused by warm weather, me and a friend were the first to feel it."

"You had a friend on board with you?"

"Yes, everyday he fades more in my mind, but if I look hard enough, I can still see his smiling face. And sometimes in my dreams, I can still hear his voice in my ears. And when I wake up, I have to remind myself hes not here."

"Do you know the name of your friend?"

"I've managed to remember his face, and his voice, I even remember his prankster personality, but I've never been able to place the name."

"Did your friend die on the Titanic?"

"I will tell you everything about what happened to me and my friend, but what happened to him is at the very end of my story."

Meanwhile, the marine explorers had found something in the depths of the ocean. It appeared to be a picture of a young man with shaggy hair, the man wore a tie and a goofy smile. In the bottom left corner there was a signature. The signature read "Pamela Morgan Beesly"

The explorers brought the picture to the men who were sitting with Pamela.

"Miss." said one man, holding the picture in front of her. "Does this mean anything to you?"

"Pamela Morgan Beesly...That was my name, I remember... I always wanted to be an artist, I loved art and he loved my art too."

"He?"

"Yes, the man in the picture was my friend who was with me. He always loved my art and encouraged it."

"Did this man mean anything to you?"

"He meant the world to me. I just didn't realize it until it was almost too late. And now.." Tears trickled down Pamela's old cheeks. "He can never know."

"You loved him?"

"More than anything, if it wasn't for him, I probably would have died on the Titanic."

"You seem to know everything about this man except his name."

The old woman sat still for a moment. And then a random name came to her mind.

Jim Halpert.

"His name was Jim Halpert..."

Hey! I hoped you liked it! I told you I'd change it a bit, and as stated in a previous story I didn't want any nudity. I really hop you like this. Seeing you guys happy makes me happy.

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