**The Administrative Error**
Arthur sat in the observation lounge of the *Last Stand*, sipping a lukewarm cup of synthetic coffee. He was the sole administrator of the final human outpost, a job that mostly consisted of filling out forms and making sure the air scrubbers didn't clog with dust. The universe had ended three weeks ago. At least, that's what the news-feed said. The "Great Flattening" had swept through the...
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