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The drone beeped. Transaction complete. Payment received.

Elias grabbed the diamond key. The flooded library collapsed into static. He was back in his spinning chair, in the dark room, the six screens now black. His nose was bleeding. His left eye twitched uncontrollably.

“Coffee,” he muttered. His drone poured a jet-black liquid into a cracked mug. He drank it, stared at the ceiling, and began.