The Failed RK
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Last published Thu, Sep 24, 2020
"Processing... " He'd say, looking around. " I was supposed to be sent out yesterday... " He'd sigh. He would head to the door, pounding on it. A Cyberlife team would come in, pointing a gun at his head. He'd just close his eyes.... knowing what was going to happen.
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