For Frank Folin it was just another day at work. He also got up on the alarm clock, as usual, brewed and drank strong coffee, as usual, threw in what his wife had prepared for him for breakfast and went to work. Frank loved his job, despite all its unpleasant features and moments. Today, in his hand he held the file of another non-human with whom he had to have a conversation. Again, nothing unusual. Everything is the same as on other working days. But Frank thought so before he opened the office door and walked inside... To Harold... Contains obscene language.