“And the trash. All that paper, the used staples. At first it was just, you know, we’d ignore it. It piled up. They took care of it overnight, after we left. But if you were bored, and watched them closely, it really seemed like the waste wasn’t just there waiting to be picked up. It was taking a pattern. My buddy Jake, he called them ‘cubicle runes’.” Excerpt from Madison Marlowe’s The Technocrat Wars, Meanwhile Press, 2033.