"How did you get into my room?"
That's what I get for becoming old...the faculties start to give in to age, and you find yourself having surprises when you least expect them. Of course there was no one else in my room–Security would not allow it–so this must be a projection from elsewhere. I didn't think such powerful equipment existed anymore outside my own facilities. I hadn't been keeping close enough tabs on the world in the last century or two, and now I find unwanted visitors apparently still able to piece together a holo-projector.
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