The Morning After the Cache
I wake up on a cot in the county emergency medical supply cache and the first thing I see is crates.
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I wake up on a cot in the county emergency medical supply cache and the first thing I see is crates.
My name is Steve, I'm twenty-three, and I work nights at a locksmith dispatch call center.
I'm coiling cables again.
Okay so, backstory.