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A journey through hell itself.

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Wake up, have breakfast, go to work, come home, have dinner, go to sleep. Everyday, the same thing. But what about when something else happens? Something so large scale and out of your control that even trying to understand it could drive you insane. So immense that it could end your life, and many more along with it. Jayson Browne, a normal, everyday company man, will find exactly that out when someone asks him a question as simple as: "Who do you really work for?"


This will be a many part story.  I'll try to write chapters on a normal schedule, every day, but if that doesn't happen, I can promise one chapter at least every other day. Now, please, enjoy.All Rights Reserved

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