The Human Node
The tower was a needle of obsidian and glass, piercing the smog of New York like a frozen scream. Inside, the air was filtered, the lighting was a constant, sterile white, and the silence was absolute. I was a Senior Analyst at NexaCorp, but in the eyes of the company, I was simply Node 742. Three years ago, NexaCorp had implemented "The Sync." It was a neural interface that integrated every...
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