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That afternoon, they were finally ready to attempt the transfer of my brainwaves to someone else. Well, only the part that was responsible for my psychic abilities. They called the procedure the Eibhlin Process. From what I understood of it, it wasn’t painful, but the thought of it terrified me anyway.
They would map out my brainwaves and transfer them to a machine, then they’d be able to the data held to the minds of as many people as they wished. If it worked, these people would inherit my Talent.
This was the procedure they’d used to transfer my consciousness to Sifayah. They’d transferred all of my thoughts and memories and my whole consciousness, and somehow replaced her thoughts, but not her memories.
They were not aware that Sifayah had any psychic abilities, so that area of
