Atlas Harrison
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It was early in the morning, the sun hidden by the dark clouds which smothered the city. The rain pelted the windows and building, sounding like gunshots. Atlas found himself working away at his desk, trying to finish off some files that needed to be done. A knock was heard fom his office door.
How strange Atlas had not been expecting anyone
Atlas paused, and placed his pen atop his table
"Who is it?" Atlas called out
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