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18 lines
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[Warehouse]
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Your vision blurs as you fumble for the tablet. The glow of your fingers is nearly gone. The salty tablet is the last
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sensation before everything goes dark.
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You awaken. How long has it been? Thanks to your dull glow, you can read the clock on the wall. 8:36. Only a few hours.
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Thank God you brought one with you. <p1> But its not a cure, just a band-aid. <p4> Time is ticking. <p1> You've got 24 hours
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to breathe, better get back before then.
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[Warehouse.d]
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It might have been an Amazon warehouse. Everything seems sacked. Empty shelves twist in some corporate labrynth before you.
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Would have been nice to have something to show for this trip. But information isn't useless.
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[Warehouse.i]
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Duct Tape
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