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When I woke, Dario was gone. The monitor was cracked. And on the back of my right hand, in a thin, silver scar, was a single lowercase . ecco2k e font

He led me to a back room. On a black monitor from 2007, glowing at 3% brightness, was a single glyph: . The was everywhere