The last few days had been like swimming through a fog, thick enough bite through. But despite it all, she was back at her desk. Interfaced with the 0's and 1's, she wrote fixes and deleted faulty instructions.

The job wasn't interesting or satisfying, but she was good at it.

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- WORKERENCOURAGEMENT_008 -
- FILE SELECTED -
- BEGIN TRANSMISSION -

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BUILDING A GREAT SOCIETY REQUIRES GREAT ACTIONS.

GREAT ACTIONS REQUIRE GREAT HUMANS.

PRIDE YOURSELVES IN YOUR GREAT ACCOMPLISHMENTS.

EACH DAY IS A VICTORY IN THE FACE OF ENTROPY.

The blue eye opened.

Winds caressed the dunes.

Sheer white cloth dimmed the sunlight.

Alabaster white sand beneath her feet.

There was joy and contentment here.

There was also fear and confusion.

The monochrome CRT awakes with an audible click of the button. The box underneath hums, clicks and chirps as digital and mechanical components activate the soul of the machine.

Login: INZ_0932_C
Password: **************

Blocks upon blocks of non-descript dark grey apartment complexes surround the labor force monorail. It cries and whines as steel grinds on steel at 80km/h. Older sectors like this should have had many of their public systems updated long ago, but the resource drought is still on-going.