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It was the middle of the night and an old man was sitting on a cold, hard chair. A laptop that sat next to him whirred continuously, its bright lights illuminating the old man's stony face.

He knew that his life was coming to an end.

He knew he was about to shutdown.

He knew only one person would ever find out.

The light from the laptop screen gradually dimmed down. The computer screen shut, and so did his eyes.

But the computer kept whirring.

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