“What are you doing?” I am screaming at her with my voice that is breaking because I am not using it often and because it is dry and because I am not normally needing to use word when talking to Enyemaka, but I am screaming because I am wanting to know why she is doing this thing but also because scream is feeling like the only thing I can do.

You have data that we need. I can’t let you leave. Enyemaka’s eye is glowing red, and it is like she is losing who she is being just now. And I am turning and I am seeing silhouette of other Enyemaka coming near, and Enyemaka is breaking my outlet and pulling my cord out and I am fighting and screaming, but she is grabbing my cord and jamming it into her outlet and I am seizing and I am knowing that she is taking my data so she can be leaving me to be expiring in the dirt and I am not wanting to expire, I don’t want to die, please don’t let me die, but Enyemaka is not listening to me, then

metal is cold and wrapping around my wrists and my feet is dangling in the air. I am turning back and forth slow, but that is the only way that my body is moving. Everything is feeling dry and stiff, even the blood that is coming from my nose and gash on my head.

Static.

Light is coming into room, spilling like water. And I am hearing door opening. But it is old door because it is creaking and it is squeaking and light is suddenly everywhere, and I am having to be closing my eyes against it. Static. I am waiting to be hearing hard footstep but instead it is soft like swish swish and I am knowing this is the sound of sand. Static. There is being sand in this room where I am hanging. And I am hearing sizzling too and knowing that something is burning even if I am not smelling it, and I am knowing that I am not smelling thing because my nose is being broken. Many thing in me is broken but I am not feeling pain.

Static.

Man is walking into the room and he is spitting on me and telling me I am not human and that I am rubbish to be thrown into ocean. Static. He is holding shockstick and he is hitting me in my stomach and chest and side with it, and he is hitting me so hard on my back that he is breaking the shockstick.

Static.

There is a boy with him. They are calling me enemy combatant.

Static.

I am synth, and I am not having pain receptor in my brain, and it is this that is making me not to be feeling thing even though many thing inside me is broken.

Static.