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When your charge runs out, just plug in. That's the only thing you have to be careful about. Dane remembered the sales man's words clearly. He had followed it religiously. He had ensured that he plugged in whenever the charge started running out. Today, it was a bit odd. He plugged in but the power never reached his cells. He was still feeling low. His CPU was  dragging on like a snail on hot day. Maybe it is the cell, it would've gone bad. Otherwise why wouldn't the charge stay? A panic attack seemed imminent. His CPU was buzzing with alert messages. If he was unable to charge his cells, he will have no other option but to shut down. He was going to shut down! Shut down. He was screaming, when he woke up. He saw that his cells were charging fine, like young pups suckling their mom.  He went looked around foolishly and sank back in to his sleep station.


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