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Had a storytelling dream last night, so I think my muse has finally come back form her fugue state after the election of Trump. It was a very dystopian future type dream, so she's obviously still not all that well.

I was at a more dark and techie version of work, when Liz hands me a data crystal (oddly looking like a Zelda rupee). Its a game she's working on that she wants me to have a copy of, "just in case."

On my way home, I'm met by a very corporate looking guy who says his boss wants to meet with me as soon as possible and hands me a business card. "Right Away." He implies it in away that says if I don't go on my own, I'm going there by force.

I make my way there, always noticing that that one guy is in the distance following me. I go into the building and am in a long corridor, and I can see a man in an office sitting at a desk with six other "muscle" around him. I realize he wants Liz's game and the muscle is there if I dont give it. An old little person shuffles their way down the hall in a butler's suit with a drink. I decide to take off. The office man sends six muscle to find me.

I run into the city, and apparently have been "modified" so I can make quick cat like super jumps. I lose five of the muscle by jumping high up onto building roofs. Its when I spy the sixth one from on high that he spots me and he chases me down. Eventually just as he's about to get me, I call in a teleport (I get one a day, it seems) and am teleported to near my apartment building door.

I run to the door and swipe my access card. Inside, I walk through the "utility center" where the lockers, washers, dryers, video games, blood pressure machine and self-contained showers are. I'm hot and sweaty from the running and consider a shower, but decide to get into my room first.

Once I'm in I drop my bag but notice the room looks wierd. I notice a bag in the corner that is usually not there. Opening it, data crystals of various sizes fall out. Someone went through the bag looking for them.

And that's where I woke up.
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