<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Office on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/office/</link><description>Recent content in Office on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2012 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/office/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Go Green</title><link>/stories/2012/08/24/go-green/</link><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/08/24/go-green/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One: Arrival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Her eyes open, but nothing changes. It’s just as dark. She breathes in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When plants are caught in absolute darkness, a substance in them called auxin stretches their stems out, until they die. That’s why when you leave a plant in a closet it turns a ghostly pale, warped and disfigured.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Our plant is stretching; she’s been in the dark for hours unknown. She slowly, progressively becomes more aware of her situation. She first realizes that it is dark; then she notices the cool feel of plastic against her exposed skin (that’s when she deduces her nudity); she then realizes that her hands are tied together behind her back. It is hard to breathe.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>