The Officium
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Huling na-publish Mon, Nov 23, 2020
One day, you are living your normal life. The next, you wake up in a white, sterile room. All is silent, except for a steady beeping and the familiar hum of machinery.
A calm, strangely robotic voice causes you to sit up. "Hello. My name is Julia. Welcome to the Officium."
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