i sigh, leaning my back against the wall, my eyes trailing down to the handcuffs that are holding your hands together, taking out my scanner. it's red lazer shines over your neck, and i gaze over screen, reading your profile lazily. But something catches my eyes 2009073... deceased... my eyes meet yours You dont look dead to me... how strange... a smirk tugs at my lips in interest and amusement upon reafing of the experiments taken out on you and also of your robotic arm
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