Are you ok ada?

The arial A rings like a high-ceilinged hall of familiar voices looped in a warped recording.

And I can hear my voice (as if amplified over an announcement system) verbally browsing an archive of previous and possible

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Before falling dead in a bloodied up puddle of my name.