THE FUTURE MESSAGE

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The rain over Sector 4's fulfillment hub didn't fall so much as it drifted, a heavy grey mist smelling of ozone and wet asphalt. Silas stood at Sorting Station 89, his uniform the same matte-blue as t...

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