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... ood motionless, like a statue, his only movement being the steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. He stared at his blond buzzed hair, his work jumpsuit embroidered with his company’s logo, and his steel-toe shoes stepping in a puddle of unknown liquid.
The young man reached in his pocket and pulled out a cracked smartphone. He quickly pressed a button and slipped it back in his pocket.
A voice began to play through his tattered headphones.
"They are trying to e ...
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