Chapter 30: Clippy

Chapter 30: Clippy

The rear section of the bunker was separated from the main room by a corridor the original architects had decided should be exactly wide enough for one person to walk through without turning sideways. Proxy moved through it with his attention split between the physical corridor and the network node he was following deeper into the bunker.

Somewhere inside that divided attention the bunker’s architecture formed in his mind. The single entrance, electromechanical lock he already controlled, concrete walls thick enough to belong to a time before anyone here had worried about the sort of rounds currently in circulation on this island.

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