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The meeting begins.
"We must do something."
"We cannot let them take us out one at a time. We must fight back. If we eliminate them first, we win!!!"
"But who, who among us are the Insiders?"
A half hour liong argument ensues. A finger points towards claphamsa. "Him, he must go." "No, wait, what about Abe?"
The argument continues until a third name arises. "hoops!!!" claphamsa says, "it can't be me, I shouldn't even be here."
More accusations and arguments. More paranoia. Lathum reaches for something to use as a weapon, he grabs a fax machine and turns towards hoops. "You, you must be an Insider!"
Before he can react the crowd jumps hoops. A scream is heard. "Noooooo!!!!" The screams become fainter as hoops slumps to the ground. As you search his body all that you find is a rap CD, a note with equations scrawled upon it (you notice a few decimals points out of place) and an ID badge. Hoops was one of the cubicle dwellers just like most of you.
"There will be a company meeting at noon." the intercom comes to life. "Reorganization will be discussed, and initiated."
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