"What?!" she yelled.
"It's true. We only have until the end of March."
"I...we...what?!" Stacey stumbled over to a chair and sat down.
What would have been a normal meeting of the EPF agents had turned into a chaotic group of penguins who were learning about the apocalypse.
"This has to be a joke. Right?" Rookie looked up at the Director, but she only fixed her gaze on the floor.
"It can't be happening." Jet Pack Guy stood up and shook the table. "It can't!"
"There has to be some way to stop it." said Gary.
"If there was, we wouldn't be wasting our last days on this island talking about it." said the Director, growing angry at all of them.
"I can't do this anymore. I spent six whole years here, and now it's all going to end?" said Stacey, wiping tears off of her cheeks, pushing in her chair, and running out of the room.
"Stace! Wait!" said Gary, running after her.
The rest of them sat in silence.