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It was just another daycycle like any other in ELJ Sector Weed Reclamation Plant C when ... suddenly it wasn't. The lowly infrared workers looked up from their various tasks as the panels of fluorescent lights flickered. A few seconds later came the sounds of a distant explosion, and a light rain of dust fell from the cavernous ceiling. Then the processing equipment around them slowly ground to a halt. The silence was deafening (at least when compared to when the absence of silence was deafening). The various vidscreens around the factory floor and on the processing equipment came to life with the following message.   ( A message from Your Friend, The Computer )