Apocalypse Intern

It is your first day at the Department of Scheduled Catastrophes. You wanted coffee. Instead, you authorized the end of the world.

With twenty minutes left on the universal countdown, cross a surreal government office, collect three approvals, recover the legendary Form 0-B, and find a supervisor whose lunch break is protected by regulation.

Technical Support is run by a tired demon. Accounting considers humanity a recurring expense. The only coworker willing to take responsibility is a sentient rubber stamp.