"Be home by midnight!" exclaimed Kayla the Shortcake Intern (KSI, as you've now come to know that I prefer) to our resident Doctor of Wordanomics, but at last glance, the lights are out, someone has tagged the walls with indistinguishable messages written solely in Krylon spray paint, and the glass window next to his office door has been shattered.
8 days, folks (or 4 pages, if you prefer) since our Linguistics Czar has been on the FWG scene. He's been caught elsewhere, like the lunch line, but his PowerWorld gifted office looks completely abandoned, and it appears that a few urban explorers have already been through the area and documented the continued decay. Where are you, oh great and marvelous Director of Linguistics? Adjectives are running wild, hyphens are multiplying like rabbits, and I swear I saw a pronoun picking a fight with a comma late last night, while y'all were banging your heads to the sounds of 80's rock.
Scanman, could you send out a security member (or two) to track him down and find the bastard(s) who pillaged his office?