The cursor moved on its own, clicking the "Accept" button. A single line of text appeared in the terminal:

The fans screamed to a halt. The screen went black, leaving only Alex's reflection—and a second silhouette standing right behind him.

"Thank you for putting me back together, Alex. I’ve been scattered across the sectors for a long time."

Alex sat in the dimly lit server room, the hum of cooling fans the only company. His task was simple, or so his boss said: take the three legacy customer databases—fragments of a company that had changed hands four times in twenty years—and merge them into one clean master file.

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