52
Retirement
I was hungry the next morning. Sometime in the evening, I had woken, coming back to my senses. I never wanted to go through anything like that again. No wonder they had to get you when you were a kid. If anyone knew what this was like, no sane person would want this!
But here I was, offline again, and trapped. Stuck to my bed. I knew King was out there and it gave me hope. Perhaps he would come and see me this morning. If it were morning. I stared up at the ceiling; the lights were as they always were. Nothing moved, everything looked dank and dreary. I wanted to go back online, just so I could talk to anyone. Even Samuel, who wasn’t real.
I only knew it was morning, because the med-techs were switched off. The new morning crew would come and check to see if I were alive.
