Shredder Stuck _best_ -

You pull. A corner rips free. You pull again. More tiny confetti. The paper is jammed so deep it might as well be welded to the axles.

Eventually, you succeed. After twenty minutes of picking and swearing, the wadded ball of paper emerges like a thorn from a paw. The shredder roars back to life, suddenly eager, hungry again. You feed the rest of the documents one cautious sheet at a time, watching the slot like a lifeguard. shredder stuck

The ritual begins.