Chapter 123. Sob Story
My nose was swollen, my lungs burned, and I was groggy with what I would come to realize was anesthesia.
Louise was sitting cold and crossed-legged beside me, and she told me how she just had a surgeon place a neural implant in my head.
I was hers now, and any day I decided to run off, she would not chase, she would simply activate the implant to corrupt my brain and kill me. She would kill me for many thousand other reasons.
The day I turned down any of her requests, she would kill me.
The day I became useless to her, she would kill me.
I believed her till I was an adult, and went for several CT scans myself.
These professionals all confirmed there was something foreign in my head, which they assumed was a benign growth that simply needed monitoring.
But no one was willing to operate on it. The chances of death from operatin
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