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... quiet after every attempt to talk to her failed. Her eyes were the only thing following my movement. It wasn’t out of curiosity but a reflective action.
She was lying on the surgical table I had recently commissioned. It had been made to fit my height and could be increased as I grew. A long-term investment.
"I’ll be putting you under anesthesia."
She didn’t respond. She was going to be my first human experiment. Her face had been too destroyed for it to heal normally. < ...
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