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This is the story of a colt named Button.  
Button lived with his parents in a big building where he was employee number 427.  
Employee’s 247 job was simple; he sat down in his room in House 427, and he pushed buttons on a controller. Orders came to him through a monitor on his desk, telling him what buttons to push, how long to push them, and in what order. This is what Employee 427 did every day of every month and every year, and although others might have considered it soul-rending. Button relished every moment that the orders came in, as though he had been made exactly for video games, and Button was happy.
 
And then what day, something very peculiar happened, Something that would forever change Button. Something he would never quite forget.  
He had been at his game console for nearly an hour when he realized that not one single order had arrived on the monitor for him to follow. No one had showed up to give him instructions, call for dinner, or even say Hi. Never in all these years at his house had this happened - this complete isolation.
 
He didn’t get it.