Chapter 3

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I'm not supposed to be scared. My programming doesn't allow for it. Help me. Help me! Help me!!
The voice cries out in my head, its peals electric shocks that ride up and down my spine.
"We're getting readings! She's there! She's connected!" screams one of the doctors.
"AGHHHHHH!" I'm in agony as the heartrending voice tears through me.
Help me. I'm somewhere strange, I don't know where I am. Zane! Zane, where are you?! Help me, Zane, help me! It burns... I'm alive!! It burns!!!
Suddenly, my anguished brain realizes what's happening. I tear at my face, trying to split it open, to tear her away.
"Get her out! Get her out of me!" I scream as doctors grip my hands. Don't they understand? Don't they know? She's poisoning me! She's trying to kill me!
The nurse grabs something from a table and stabs it into my side. My hands relax as I fall into comforting black.


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