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Chapter 2: System
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... notes of a funky ringtone echoed loudly in a small dark room. On the couch, a young man lay sprawled out, his mouth hanging open, snoring like the dead.
"Mmm..."
He groaned, cursing under his breath as the sound drilled into his skull. Half asleep, he rubbed his eyes and shifted against the squeaky springs.
To his right side, an old phone rested on the ground. Its bright light illuminated the entire room through the shattered screen, held together by some small stripes of ...
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