Prologue

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There I was, sitting at home behind my desk. I wasn't really doing anything, or thinking about something. I was just sitting there. Just sitting. Remember; just sitting. Well, you're quite wrong, I am wrong, in fact. I wasn't ''doing nothing'' I was doing something. I was on the Internet. I was searching for something, but what? I don't remember, I can't seem to make my thoughts clear. It's all blurry. Nothing's vivid. I don't know. That's all I know.

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