Tom's vision began to get black around the edges, just as the crowd gathered around him. The last thing he saw was his boss leaning down to say something to him.
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When he came to, there was no one around. Not just that they had gone back to their desks, they were not there. Not in the office, not on line, not out in the streets. There was no one there, they were all gone.
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