D/Generation

You had been at your apartment in Paris when the call came in. Hours layer, after flying the length of Asia, over the Himalayas and the radioactive deserts of Kazakhstan, you arrive in Singapore carrying an urgent package for the scientist Derrida...

Genoq brought in Derrida to head the special operations lab, the supersecret research wing charged with designing the next generation biomedicines. The message you received from Derrida was panicked and desperate. Perhaps there had been some accident, and the labs are now contaminated with a lethal virus or even worse...

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Genoq: "We're in your genes."

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You land on the 80th floor setback, finding nobody there to accept the package...

The door seals itself behind you, the bolts lock into place.

Um.. excuse me, but I'm going to need a signature for this, ma'am.

Ma'am?

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Monique, when the package comes, you must tell me immediately! It cannot wait! We are having difficulties with one of our prototypes. I will send an assistant down to your desk presently. You must remain there until he arrives.

J. Derrida