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He plugged in his cheap headphones and hit download. The progress bar crawled. 10%... 40%... 80%... “You downloaded us,” the figure hissed
The café’s tube lights buzzed. The other computers went black. Karthik’s screen turned a deep, blood orange. The download finished with a sound like a snare drum cracking wood. “You downloaded us
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