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Alive, wires, whirling, dizzying lights, yet sleek streamlined modern white clean, ceiling stretching to immense smooth walls, floor polished cement; the cyberneticist and his daughter are tucked into their cocoon-like meshing, all systems greenlighted while M0L7Y whirs with activity, counting down in her mechanically female voice.

Dr. Ghrahm VonDe Sindow is silent, sweating though, despite his confidence. His daughter beside him remains unconscious, the nanoorganisms already at work within her ravaged body,

M0L7Y reaches one on her countdown, the Doctor closes his eyes as the system begins, a pulsing hum, growing louder, as he begins to drift, finally settling.

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