ALT Page 1 - Panel 1: Close up on narrator’s finger poking into a donut. Panel 2: Medium shot of the narrator poking into the donut, purposefully. She’s looking directly at it. Panel 3: Narrator licks her finger. Text box: “Oops.” Guess that one’s ruined! Panel 4: Narrator grabs the donut and leaves. Panel 5: Narrator notes the donut down on the spoil sheet, which is on a clipboard on the wall. Text box: I spend all day making the food here but I don’t get to eat it. I can only take something if it’s “spoiled,” and they keep track of the inventory numbers so you can’t take too much or they notice.

ALT Page 2 - Panel 1: Narrator is in the break room, eating the donut. Text box: I mean, I'm not supposed to take the spoiled food either, but I have to get something to eat on break somehow. Panel 2: A close up on the half-eaten donut. Text box: It makes no difference to them whether it goes in my mouth or the trash. Panel 3: A close up on the narrator, from chest up, cutting off above the mouth. Crumbs are on the collar of her work polo shirt. She’s wearing a name tag but the name is not visible. Text box: The vermin get to it one way or another. Panel 4: The narrator’s phone timer is going off. Her screen is cracked. Text box 1: Oh, fuck, gotta clock back in. Text box 2: I can hear my manager yelling from here.

ALT Page 3 - Panel 1: The narrator is back at the cash register, with a somewhat manic and clearly fake smile. Text box: I want to burn this whole building down. Panel 2: A close up on her eye. Fire is reflected in her pupil. Text box: I’ll diligently mark it down on the sheet. Panel 3: Fire burns around the Spoil Sheet, and the corner of the paper on the clipboard is alight. On the sheet, “THE BAKERY” is scrawled with a tally mark in the number column. Text box 1: Maybe if I destroy them enough Text box 2: the things I make can finally be mine. The end.