Chapter Ten
My brain felt like one of those f****d up reactors in Japan, melting and I tried to calm, but not really.
It wasn’t docs fault, as I calmed, for real, pulse down, mind blister clear.
I whispered to him to continue. “Go on.”
“Was quite the fad, turn of the century, later even. Old way was to cut the forehead, and snip, snip, snip, you’re a vegetable, well to some degrees any ways. Body stays alive, mind dead, guess they were makin’ a s*x doll, don’t know. Any ways, later in the century they used an adrenaline solution, real, real primitive stuff. Whoever cut her, knew their stuff. They went through the eye socket, used a Lucoton, kinda sharp spoon gadget, and a after a clip, you have a passive human being. They call it Tran Orbital Inclusion, very technical. I see it going d
