Ubik
Glen Runciter is dead. Or is he? Someone died in the explosion orchestrated by his business rivals, but even as his funeral is scheduled, his mourning employees are receiving bewildering messages from their boss. And the world around them is warping and regressing in ways which suggest that their own time is running out. If it hasn't already.
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Hanna Rybchynska@hannarbc
Sarah Sammis@pussreboots
Achraf Benhamou@achrafben
Jim Hagan@aranyalma
Sésame@sesame
High Fidelity@highfidelity
Arron Kau@arronkau
Dave Konopka@davekonopka
Morgana@adachi
Gerard Encabo@gerardus
Jales@jales
Dani@erudani
R L@maggotsnest
Maeliss @maegliss
Moises Roman@roman
sharkie@scyllalycoris
Thomas Novaro@thom
Chris C@readsettlerss
Ana@anaaniri
Greta@ingenting23
Raymie Smith@raymie
Cody DeHaan@codydh
Jackson Weaver@jacksonweaver
Sharon@sharonturek