Chapter 13
Olinda, Orlando Pike’s Fortress
The room where they left us had two doors and no windows. Both doors were locked, I’d checked. The light was dim, from glowing strips that ran along the corners of the room up by the ceiling. Various ports and rings in the walls gave away the room’s purpose.
A full-sensory immersion suite. No need to decorate when the sensie would take over all of the person’s senses. Sensies didn’t work on me any longer. Too many modifications to my DNA and physiology, too unique, and no one around to program a system that worked for me. Not that I minded.
Reality keeps me busy enough. I don’t need unreality too.
Drac huddled in the corner. That was all he had done since they shoved us in here and shut the doors behind us.
“Drac,” I said, standing above him
