The Chip
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Last published Fri, Jun 30, 2017
"The world is not how we know it. I was just like you a few short months ago, indifferent to the world, blind. The world has been taken over but not recently it happened years ago, many in fact. Now it has to stop."
The world is the same but a dark secret has been uncovered, no one is in control of their own selves. Uprooted and taken out of their lives an underground group of people has been targeted, for the better. The future is in their control, or is it?
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