The DoomTrack

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9/17/20
A heavy leather-bound tome is drawn from the top of a pile. A marked page is closely examined and neatly removed.
9/13/20
A soft buzz and a green screen flashes on. Audible keystrokes. The click of a single button. An intolerable wait is over.
9/9/20
A courier presses a blue button whlie waiting at the West Gate. Now and again, the steel case tucked under his arm vibrates.