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Mike and Dave sat at their desks, it was still grey outside. Armed uniform were watching over them. The room was quieter than usual. A few desks empty. A tube popped onto Mike's desk, he picked it up and read it.

'It's from the cells, apparently Reggie has another confession to make, but he only wants to speak to us.'

Dave went to get up but a uniform raised a gun to him.

'We were told to stay in the building, this is a trip to the basement. We are still detectives in the thought police. You raise a gun to me? What's your name officer?'

The uniform looked at his colleague, then lowered his weapon.

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