There was text written in the condensation on the glass. Maya squinted. It looked like a phone number, or maybe coordinates.
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"Think, Maya," she hissed. She was a graphic design student, after all. She knew how the web worked.
There was text written in the condensation on the glass. Maya squinted. It looked like a phone number, or maybe coordinates.
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"Think, Maya," she hissed. She was a graphic design student, after all. She knew how the web worked.