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“Mr. Vasquez,” Henderson said, his voice flat. “What is on your screen?”

He walked down the aisle. Liam saw the reflection in his screen too late. The polished black shoes stopped beside his desk. 1.8.8 eaglercraft

“You’d do that?” Liam asked.

Henderson pulled up a chair. He was forty-three years old. He had played Minecraft during its beta. He had been there for the rise of Hypixel, the glory days of MCSG, and the tragic death of the old combat system. He looked at the screen with the expression of a man seeing a ghost—a good ghost. ” Henderson said