Sparks
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It's 2099. The world is about as one would expect - the situation has improved, but there's still war, famine, poverty. Presiding over the world's technological advances is the supercompany Regentech. When Aryn, a very standard girl from eastern Missouri, is presented with an "internship" opportunity from the company everyone wants to be a part of, what will she find behind the scenes and who, exactly, is the enemy? Document is completed, chapters posted Monday and Friday. Excerpt: Looking back up at him, disgust is written clearly on my face. "You're sick, you know that? I honestly thought you were better than this." "Hah, but what you don't see is that you're just as sick as I am." "And why is that?" He sneers at me as he begins going down the stairs. "Because I'm doing what I know is right. And you aren't trying to stop what you see as wrong."
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