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All right, I'm out of the room now, with my screwdriver in hand. I've set up a proper war zone in another, safer room (the board room). Note: I was barricaded in my room by someone else. Namely, some sort of special government branch that has discovered this company and possibly the fact that I'm a Time Lord. I'm still a little sketchy about that.
So I got out without being shot and shot a few government agents myself in the process. I'm not certain if anyone else in the company is alive right now because the most logical thing to do to me seems to be to come to this room. And I'm the only one here.
I realise that everyone here is rather stupid but surely not THAT stupid? Or perhaps they are all dead.
Ah. Someone's trying to break down the door now. I probably have another minute to finish this off. I'm not worried. I can kill them fairly easily.
Anyway, Doctor, I probably won't be home for dinner tonight. This whole thing will probably take another day to kill off all of the bastards trying to kill me.