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There was static on his screen. Suddenly, it came to life. He saw a cold, yet smiling face.

“Subject 456. Prepare to be cleansed.”

“Cleansed? BASTARD… I have a name!”

He laughed. “If you do not cooperate, you will be shot like a dog.”

That’s when it dawned on me – I had nowhere to go.

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