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Ongoing, First published Feb 20, 2017
Every day is the same, no new feelings or actions. They drive us until we fail, until we have no more physical strength to give. We never ache, complain, or feel. The flaws in our code create the only feelings we have ever known... fear, shame, and a burning desire to serve and please our masters. ~~~~~~~~~~ We are cardboard copies, no one is unique. We don't know what we are, and our only separating factors are a barcode on our left forearm containing our records, and the numbers we use in place of names. ~~~~~~~~~~ Although we are identical, there are some among us who defy the coding. There are some who feel, and can produce original thoughts. The group is small, and considered mere glitches in the code. But they should not be underestimated. These beings hold great power, and I am one of them. My identification number is G61-S73. I am a part of this group, and we are growing. We are the mere foundation for a rebellion that is soon to come. We are filled with ideas that go against the data that was set for us. While "They" call us an accident, others will soon know us as "Hackers".All Rights Reserved
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