|Evening of August 7 – 2035 – Berlin – Kleinn|
I took off the visor.
I didn't even have time to realize I was back in reality before I collapsed onto the bed without even noticing.
|Evening of August 7 – 2035 – Berlin – Offices of GGC "German Gaming Corporation" – Dinger|
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Like every single day I work, where I have to drag him out of his office.
I gathered my things and headed toward Heimer's office, which is on the other side of the studio.
Heimer is a born programmer; ever since he joined our company over four years ago, every idea that seemed impossible at the time could become reality.
It's thanks to him that many of our games have succeeded over the past years, bringing us the great fame we have today.
But we all know that geniuses are both fantastic and quirky.
Ever since we launched "Road of Glory" on the market, he spends more and more time in the office.
However, he has stopped working because, according to him, he's diligently following something…
And since it's also thanks to him that we're now among the most famous game studios in the world, no one (for now) bothers him.
I reached his office, opened the door, and saw Heimer sitting in his chair with the screen illuminating his face (in that dark room).
I turned on the light, and he closed his eyes due to the sudden brightness.
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<<...Exactly. Well, since day one, a player has managed to access it>>
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I closed the door.
|Evening of August 7 – 2035 – Berlin – Offices of GGC "German Gaming Corporation" – Heimer|
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