He looks at the floor and realizes, he is standing on his own skin and the floor, is he.

He looks at the floor and realizes, he is standing on his own skin and the floor, is he.

But how much of he is he? Perhaps he is but a voice for the bacteria in his brain. But he does not scream: It is the bacteria that screams upon realizing their true nature as masters of this slave human and the voice of the human-bot makes a noise and then falls silent, for all of his masters allowed themselves to be defeated finally by the hordes of white blood cells who merely waited for this moment of awareness – this moment of weakness – this moment to strike and silence them forever.

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