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A voice, synthesized but wet, like meat trying to speak binary, whispered from her speakers:

"What kind of questions?"

In the corner of her room, her computer's disc drive began to spin. She hadn't put anything in it. woowuncut

A story? That was new. She typed back: What kind of story? A voice, synthesized but wet, like meat trying

YOU WERE WARNED.