The Moles Tearoom
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You're hiding in a tearoom, undercover, waiting for your contact.
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It begins
Through the frosted glass, steam billows as raindrops streak the window. You, in a worn suit and anacronistic bowler hat, sip tea in the corner. A newspaper rustles next to you, the headline whispers 'Strange lights last night. Another UFO?' Your contact is late.
Who and what is in here
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