ACT ONE, "DIE ANOTHER DAY"
Overhead lights cast a sterile glow over a conference room dominated by a rectangular, polished wood table. A woman wearing a business suit sits at the head of the table. Three other people slump in chairs. Each wears a white smock that extends to just above bare feet. Wisps of steam waft from the heads and exposed lower arms of the sprawled forms. Behind each misting body stands a gleaming chrome cylinder.
Woman: Wake up. Come on, wake up, sleepyheads.
The hunched bodies groan, mumble, and begin to move.
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