That white coat led me to another room.
It was a room loaded with computers and monitors.
He handed me some cables and plugged them to some outputs in my neck that I didn’t know I had.
There was a mirror around and I saw myself.
I was nothing put pewter and silver with glowing green eyes. My body was like a human’s from a shape perspective, but I was clearly made of metal.
I wondered what was going through me through these cables.
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