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- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
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I am remembering that we are being hunted. I am remembering that she is being hunted. I am remembering that I am saving her life. I shake my head to be rid of this remembering. A part of me wants the air to eat it, so that it will never be a part of me again. But the remembering is telling me something important. The remembering is telling me that the Redlands is eating Onyii and that she is not living for very long after being in this place. Even though she is being made of metal in some of her parts, that is not protecting her. She is growing blind and she is not being able to eat thing and she is emptying her stomach always and blood is coming from her skin and she is dying horrible horrible death that it is paining people to watch, and she is telling Chinese scientist that she is wanting to be synth so she can keep living and that she is not caring that synth is not person because it is not mattering to her as long as she is keeping on breathing, and Chinese scientist is bringing her to laboratory where he is making her even more machine, then he is taking out some of her parts and then he is building me and I am seeing all of this at once in a jumble in my head and some of it is being out of order and the end is coming before the beginning, or sometime thing is like in rewind and I am thinking that it is happening again, the air is eating me. Am I dying?
You will reach our destination, Enyemaka is telling me.
How do you know?
I am familiar with the concept of death, she is telling me, but it is something I will never experience. Enyemaka are not confined to a single body. We live in many places at the same time. And when she is saying this, she is waving her arm at all the other Enyemaka who are walking with us. I am here with you, but I am also walking at the back of our group. And there are also two of me up ahead. There are many of me. She is pausing with her words. I am not sure whether or not you are dying. But I am sure that you will see our destination.
How do you know? I am asking her again.