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Trivial

The song is coming through strong enough in here that you can make out words.

Trivial

Lips in the concrete, singing to you.

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A melody rises and falls, but you can't tell where it's coming from.

Trivial

'I betrayed Crew. M.I.H.O. compromised from within.'

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Snatches of the song's chorus echo down the tubes. You're closer to the source.

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You hear catches of the song, words, a man's voice and a guitar.

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Upstairs, your double twitches, electrical reflex running to a dead switchboard.

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You find yourself humming along with the building, involuntarily.

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You hear a few chords on a guitar, just for a moment.

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The bullet, the monotheist agent who fired it, all of them in on it.