The Finite Game
Act 1: The Surge The cafe in Lower Manhattan was a place of white noise and expensive espresso, the kind of place where people went to feel productive while doing nothing. I sat across from a man who didn't exist in any official record, a man who played a game called 'The Sequence'. It was a board game of ancient origin, a complex system of tiles and logic that had been forgotten by everyone...
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