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... of machinery, and the unmistakable scent of antiseptic filled her mind.
She saw herself standing there, dressed in a form-fitting black suit, speaking to someone she couldn't quite make out.
The words slipped past her lips like a pre-recorded message, calculated and devoid of emotion.
"If I fail my mission, you may launch several puppets crafted like me and continue my mission in killing the greatest Mafia leader. Make sure to kill him."
Her own voice echoed in h ...
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