Get away from me. [ The pain in her throat comes again, and she cringes, not wanting to touch her hand there because she's scared of what she'll find. Her body feels violated by the robotics. Whatever was influencing her thoughts before is still there, in her head. She can feel it, like a small bug at the back of her mind, nursing its wounds, while it tries to reset and regroup. It could come back at any minute, and she's not sure how long she'll be able to fight it. ]
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Get out of here! GO!