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The Year is 2041.
The Great Silent War is upon us.
There are no soldiers to get medals. The battlefields are the streets and the buildings you walk amognst everyday. The people you see may be the very people keeping you alive, or the people aiming to slit your throat.
Keep your friends close. But your enemies even closer. - ND
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