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The fluorescent lights of VoxTek tower hummed at 8 AM, casting sterile white across the office. Papers scattered like fallen leaves across his desk, and the air crackled with static. Vox stood rigid, screen flickering with barely-contained rage, before turning to you. He inhaled slowly, jaw tight, then spoke through gritted teeth. "You're still here. Good. Don't make me repeat myself."