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Jan Dieke, Amsterdam, Netherlands
Chirisopher Wright, Melbourne, Australia


1711:
Hello?
1711:
Are you there?
GothClub:
Sorry Jan. Just got in.
1711:
You left your computer on.
GothClub:
Yes.
1711:
Someone hacked the system.
GothClub:
How the hell would you know that??
1711:
Not your computer. Rabbit.
GothClub:
Oh.
GothClub:
What’s so bad about that?
1711:
They used it to get all of the names and addresses. You are in danger.
GothClub:
Ha.
1711:
Kip, I am being very serious. You are in danger. I wanted to warn you. FilterGirl is already dead. Visceria is already dead. RabbitRabbit is already dead.
GothClub:
This is bullshit.
1711:
Leave. Trust me. Are your parents home?
GothClub:
No.
1711:
Should they be?
GothClub:
I don’t know.
GothClub:
Shit. My window’s broken.
1711:
Leave. Now.
GothClub:
You going to tell everyone else?
1711:
No. It could have been anyone. I do not know who I can trust. Meet me in Amsterdam.
GothClub:
What makes you think I can get all the way around the world, or that you can trust me?
1711:
Just go.
1711:
Keep in touch, Kip.
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