Chapter Ten
The Meeting
The next morning it was Emily’s handlers who brought her online, rather than Mr. V and his s*x bot.
“Where is Mr. V?” Emily asked.
“He is off duty. The Experiment is closed today,” the handlers said.
With the day off Emily could lie on the table and let the endless information from the surrounding machinery stream through her consciousness, but her handlers had other plans. They sat her up on the table, dressed her in her blouse and skirt and brushed her hair.
“Where are you taking me?”
“To visit your mother,” they replied.
Emily’s handlers lead her through the white door and into the dark room. They helped her climb into the pod and lie down. After the headgear was attached, the lid closed over her head. Inside the hospice, Emily saw her mother’s room was e
