We Rise And Fall
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Max jumped into the building through the window, landing on his feet silently and softly. He looked around to make sure no one was in the building, then started to walk around quietly.
/"Who are you?"/ a feminine but robotic voice called out, and Max stopped in his tracks. But realizing that most computers aren't updated and very detailed, he knew that it wouldn't be able to scan him. Max kept walking.
/"Now scanning intruder. Mr. Raliuga being contacted."/
"Fuck you..."
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