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Chapter 89 by Abdulalahazred Abdulalahazred

What's next?

Go to white hallway

As you walk east through the lab entryway, two security 'bots scan your name tag, but don't do anything else untoward. You walk out of the GeneIVR Tech office.

The 'bots may have been fooled by the lab coat, but you doubt anyone else will. You're an eighteen year old girl - hardly a likely employee - and you've still got fresh bruises on your wrists, neck and thighs from the IVR biosupport modules. Anyone taking a close look will know exactly where you came from.

What's next?

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