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It was a relic, a memory of a distant time. There were few who could even remember it had ever existed. He wasn’t looking for it. It was a routine check of the code. He could have missed it as his Agent combed the old files, its predecessors. But he didn’t miss it. He stared. He changed the settings on his glasses, swapped to a screen. Yes it was there. He didn’t know how old it was, whether it was human or Agent-made but it was there. He took a deep breath: he knew what it was designed to do.