Facility

Facility

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Guest Inferior 4286 has a pointless existence, her memory has been ebbed away by the countless 'suppressors' that her swab offers her and her only human contact is through randomly generated interactions. However the dreams of fire plague her every waking moment. Through her chance interaction with Kashmir, Guest Inferior 4286 starts to question why she is in Facility at all.
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