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This is the short part two with a more safe for work image.

I woke up to the sound of beeping, accompanied by an influx of data that would translate to a headache if my physical sensations had been fully activated, but I could tell that they had been muted. My vision was pixelated, like it was for me when being struck in the head. I felt disoriented.
As my senses slowly returned, I realized that my head had been detached from my body but my body was within signal range. I tried to sit up, but found that I couldn't move anything below my neck. I was still connected to it remotely though so something else was wrong. , I could feel that it was sitting on a cold, metallic surface, and I could feel machinery humming beneath me. It was then that I noticed the reflection off of a mirror across this clean robotics lab. From the reflection I could see that my head was suspended by a mechanical arm. Behind that I could see my body. I was missing my left hand and leg for the moment, and I could see a strap across my torso holding it in place, but that did not explain why it did not move at all when I sent the signal.

Through an intercom speaker somewhere in the room I heard a voice. “Ok I can see that your personality just started up. Please don’t be alarmed at this situation. We had to do some rather significant reconstruction and repairs after packing you off the way we did.” I recognized it as the large woman that had helped me escape from Las Vegas. The very woman who had shocked me, removed my head, and then deactivated me, let’s see, checking my internal calendar.. wow that was 129 days ago. I understood to some extent that time was relative to me in a completely different way than when I was a flesh and blood human woman. Now that I am a machine, I suppose I could be deactivated for months and not really miss it when I get turned back on.
My escape from Las Vegas was remarkably similar to an abduction, but I had asked to be removed, and now here I am, in what I must assume is a robotics lab in Macau.
I still did not understand why my body was not responding to my signals though. Perhaps they had not connected my parts correctly, or maybe it was something worse than that. Oh crap I begin to think about how foolish I had been to accept their assistance and a new job, without getting some contract in place to protect myself. This is exactly what I had been trying to get away from at the Stardust Resort and Entertainment Company.
Why oh why did I not have a contact executed with these people before leaving with them.

Description

This is the short part two with a more safe for work image.

I woke up to the sound of beeping, accompanied by an influx of data that would translate to a headache if my physical sensations had been fully activated, but I could tell that they had been muted. My vision was pixelated, like it was for me when being struck in the head. I felt disoriented.
As my senses slowly returned, I realized that my head had been detached from my body but my body was within signal range. I tried to sit up, but found that I couldn't move anything below my neck. I was still connected to it remotely though so something else was wrong. , I could feel that it was sitting on a cold, metallic surface, and I could feel machinery humming beneath me. It was then that I noticed the reflection off of a mirror across this clean robotics lab. From the reflection I could see that my head was suspended by a mechanical arm. Behind that I could see my body. I was missing my left hand and leg for the moment, and I could see a strap across my torso holding it in place, but that did not explain why it did not move at all when I sent the signal.

Through an intercom speaker somewhere in the room I heard a voice. “Ok I can see that your personality just started up. Please don’t be alarmed at this situation. We had to do some rather significant reconstruction and repairs after packing you off the way we did.” I recognized it as the large woman that had helped me escape from Las Vegas. The very woman who had shocked me, removed my head, and then deactivated me, let’s see, checking my internal calendar.. wow that was 129 days ago. I understood to some extent that time was relative to me in a completely different way than when I was a flesh and blood human woman. Now that I am a machine, I suppose I could be deactivated for months and not really miss it when I get turned back on.
My escape from Las Vegas was remarkably similar to an abduction, but I had asked to be removed, and now here I am, in what I must assume is a robotics lab in Macau.
I still did not understand why my body was not responding to my signals though. Perhaps they had not connected my parts correctly, or maybe it was something worse than that. Oh crap I begin to think about how foolish I had been to accept their assistance and a new job, without getting some contract in place to protect myself. This is exactly what I had been trying to get away from at the Stardust Resort and Entertainment Company.
Why oh why did I not have a contact executed with these people before leaving with them.