Like an unfeeling robot on a mission from god, he was not sure if he was
on the board level or not. It felt like at times he was but he wasn't
too sure of what the board level was.
His fingers danced over the
keyboard as he was entering data into the terminal. He didn't know why
he was doing so, just that maybe he was programmed long ago to do it. No
use stopping now.
His headset chimed and then he tapped the receive signal.
"Max Cube?" a voice asked.
"That be he," Max toned in. "How can I help thee?"
"Well, actually," the sultry feminine voice purred, "this is your wake up call."
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