You arrive at Scintilla, a teeming of city full of all aspects of imperial life, from the lowliest beggar scrapping for crumbs to over paid priests issuing sermons through elaborate vox feeds.
You are here for any number of reasons, a job, family maybe you were even born here, but all of you currently call this ball of rockcrete and flesh home. You in grain your selves into life on the hive world, fulfilling the role alloted to you by the emporer but you feel uneasy in a way you never have before, as if watched by an unseen presence. The feeling continues for many weeks, until you arrive home to find a strange package waiting for you. You unwrap it and find a data slate, blank but you feel oddly as though it's yours.
A single button is visble on the data slate, do you want to press the button?
Do you wish to respond to the message, do you even intend to be at the alloted meeting place?
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