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The Project Begins

Welcome, Project Manager

Your experience and steady hand has landed you the unenviable task of running the agency's latest project for a demanding client on a tight budget. Some say it’s cursed.

But you know your stuff. It’s just a simple website job, what could possibly go wrong? You turn your attention to the work. It seems something already demands your attention...

You know this is the right move.
This is easy. What was the fuss about?
Everything lines up, why hesitate now?
You’ve done harder things.
The plan’s solid. Just trust it.
You saw this coming. Ready to prove it?
This is exactly what you prepared for, isn’t it?
You’ve already got the answer, why question it?
You know how this ends, don’t you?
You’ve earned the right to call this shot.
This feels good because it’s right.
You’ve weighed it all already. What’s left to doubt?
You’ve done the work, so why wait?
Time to get this moving.
Just another obstacle to overcome!
You know what needs doing. Are you doing it?
The timing’s perfect. You feel that too, right?
You built this plan, stand by it.
Everything’s under control. You trust yourself, don’t you?
No point is delaying, just get it done.
This choice feels clean. Ready to lock it in?

How many more late nights can this take?
Are you certain this still feels right?
Is that doubt or confidence tightening your chest?
Have you convinced yourself this is fine again?
How much faith do you really have in this?
Is this decision courage or desperation?
Have you noticed how quiet it’s gotten?
Are you sure this fix won’t come undone?
Does your gut normally feel this hollow?
Are you sure you’ve still got control of this?
Are you sure this is fine?
Is this bravery or burnout talking?
Is your gut whispering no again?
Are you sure you’ll recognise the project when it’s done?
Is this confidence or the sound of something cracking?
Are you sure this is still your decision?
Have you started mistaking momentum for progress?
Is this push worth what it costs?
How long have you had that headache?
Remember what it felt like to not be stressed?

Can you hear laughing?
Have you accidentally stopped breathing again?
Is that adrenaline or panic in your chest?
Did someone just whisper ‘not again’?
Can you taste metal?
Did someone just sigh?
Are you sure your hands still belong to you?
Who is the client again?
Why are the team looking at you like that?
Are you certain you didn’t already try this?
Why is one of your eyes closed?
Are you sure the brief isn’t whispering again?
Do you think they can sense your doubt?
Are your ears ringing?
Whose desk is this?
The designer just smiled. Do they know something?
Is that crunching sound in your jaw?
Are you sure the brief didn’t write itself?
Are you sure the team is still real?
The air tastes metallic. Is that normal?
Is 12 coffees too many?

Is that your blood you can taste?
When did your peripheral vision dissapear?
Why is everything red?
Hahahaha
Who said that?
What time is it?
Do they know something you don’t?
Llamas?
Let them FEAR YOU
It’s called DEADline for a reason
Are you sure this is rational?
Are you under your desk again?
Should the room be spinning?
Show them your power
When did you get that pentagram tattoo?
Have you written DEMON on your laptop in sharpie?
Money and power?
When was the last time you slept?
Nine coffees, no lunch. Lets go
They’re watching. Smile wider.
Look busy
Can you hear laughing?

The project rolls on…
The next sprint awaits…
And so it continues…
The work moves forward…
The next step awaits…
Onward it goes…
The project carries on…
Another phase begins…
The path unfolds ahead…
The project keeps running…

The project drags itself onward…
The project refuses to end…
Still the project moves…
The project limps forward…
The project grinds on…
The next sprint looms…
The project trudges forward, barely.
The project creeps forwards…
The project refuses to rest…
The project stumbles, then continues…
The project crawls onward…
The deadline creeps closer…
The deadline looms…

The project twitches forwards…
The project inches forwards…
The deadline draws nearer…
The project stirs, restless…
The project continues, despite itself…
Another phase crawls into being…
The project trembles, refusing to die…
The project screeches forwards…
The deadline hums an unfamiliar tune…
The project cannot be stopped…

The project will not die….
It feeds and grows again.
The cycle devours itself, then restarts.
It rolls on, teeth and all.
The project claws forward…
The deadline breathes down your neck…
The deadline approaches, whispering your name…
The sprint phase arrives, uninvited….
The project rolls on, dragging you with it…
The project rumbles forwards, unstoppable now…
There is no end…
The project continues, eternal and unkind…
And still, somehow, the project rolls on…