Jessica, with sleep failing her gave up and disentangling herself from Fitzroy she quitely padded over to the terminal that was insistant on gaining her attention. Sensing her presence the terminal relayed her latest messages. Oh an audio scrap. It auto played and she wept warm tears for the first time in her life.


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