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Vanya watched as the alarm sounded, saw the warriors tense. The tall man’s eyes widened, the short man frowned, and the woman rolled her eyes. She turned to the door, stepped into the corridor.
“We’ve got a problem,” someone said, out of Vanya’s line of sight. Male, nervous.
In the background Vanya heard another voice, distant and distorted.
“…tell you it’s to combat the side effects of your operations, but don’t believe them. It’s to control the poison they injected into you.”
They were words Vanya had heard before, checking the looped footage on the chip.
“And you can’t deal with it?” the woman said, hands on her hips.
“Major problem. Check your screens. There’s…there’s nothing we can do.”
The short man pulled a screen out and swiped it awake. The light glowed on his
