Technomancer

From Create Your Own Story

A cramped room, filled with desks, paper files strewn all around the room like a bomb just hit.

Which it kinda did, in a way.

"The Velocitor Matrix was uncertain." Mutters your colleague feverishly, unable to tear his eyes away from the portal swirling in the middle of the room. "You've got no idea where that thing goes. You're going to your death, Watts!"

"Yeah." You grin. "I probably am."


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