What the--
I don't have a normal physical form. Well. I do, but I don't. My old body -- where has it gone?
It flows now. Even more than it did before. It's like all of me is made out of blood...augh, I'm getting it everywhere, even when I just graze the walls. I can put my hand through myself with little trouble. All our machines are filled with
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Relax? Anita, I'm a sitting duck in this place. I can't do anything.
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All you can do is wait it out. If you want, I'll come by after lunch and check on you.
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If you don't want me to, then I won't.
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... the smell is distracting, anyway.
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