Yeah, you've had your fill of the supply closet you think. You all stumble out of there, blinking against the bright fluorescent lights of the Grizzco office, and you check your phone.
"How many years has it been?" Vex asks.
"It's been fifteen minutes," you reply.
"Oh."
"Should we avenge Dan?" Den asks.
You nod. Probably.
The three of you take off running, Mr. Grizz and the Dynamo in tow, and head for the security office.
There are splashes of blue ink everywhere. Hot chips litter the floor. Fluffernutter is there, inconsolable. Ashe is there, too, looking completely shocked. And in the middle of it all, floating in an orange innertube, is Dan--or at least, what's left of him. He's been splatted, all right. He's hopping around in a circle, blurbling something that vaguely sounds like help, help!
"Ashe? What are you doing here?" Vex asks. "Returning to the scene of the crime, eh?"
"He was like this when I got here!" Ashe yells back. "I just showed up like five minutes ago, the boss is dead--"
"Not dead," Grizz says.
"Whatever," Ashe groans. "And now I'm getting called a murderer!"
"We've got to revive Dan!" Den says. Dan bubbles on the ground at their feet.