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"NESS!" Luis let out a fearful shout, fearing the worst, but he felt slightly relived when Ness begun to cry.


"Thank goodness you're not dead. Are you ok?" He asked, hoping for a response.


Ness couldn't hear. From the moment the electrical shock caused her to fall back, her head had been filled with a voice that wasn't her own. A voice that called her 'Vanny'. When the voice wasn't trying to talk to her, garbled static filled the space in-between. She tried to scream again as she clutched her aching hand - the only thing grounding her in reality - only to find any attempt at a scream choked out by her own tears.


Ness was curled up in a ball, sobbing and clutching the hand she had been holding the cable in. Either the server was more full of static than they realised, or something else was amiss, but there wasn't really time for that right now. Ness was in pain and needed comforting. She didn't respond when Luis spoke, so whilst she was alive, he was starting to get worried.


Slowly, he approached her and crouched down by her side. "Can you hear me?" He asked. It was a stupid question, but he had to make sure she could hear him.


Between the strange voice in her head and the garbled noises in between, Ness heard a familiar male voice. She initially wanted to shut it out, worried that it was tricking her, but the voice belonged to Luis. He was with her moments ago. She focused on the pain, and realised that it had to be him. She had to let him know she could hear him.


"Mark, get a bucket! I think she's going to be sick!" Luis was panicking, as Ness's only response was a tear-choked 'uhhu'.


"What's a bucket going to do when she's curled up like that." Mark replied as he tossed the contents of the bucket he was using down the sink and rushed over to where Luis was anyway.


Ness heard another familiar voice, and managed to recognise it quicker this time - knowing that she wasn't on her own in the middle of nowhere, but was actually in fact in her place of work, really helped her ground herself back into reality - and as she tried to relax a little bit, she was worried that she was going to fall. She may have known where she was, but she still felt that moving at all would cause her to tumble into an abyss.


"Try and relax. We've got you"


She felt a hand on her back, and she was certain that it was Luis who had just spoken. She tried to relax, and as soon as her knees weren't digging into her chest, something plastic and hollow was pushed into the gap. After a long moment, she realised that the object was a bucket. Specifically, the bucket that Mark always carried around with him.


"Can you still hear me?" Luis asked, his tone slightly worried.


The voices of the people she knew were getting clearer as the voices she didn't want to know had begun to fade away, and Ness nodded, and let out a weak "yeah". Seeing this, Luis took a deep breath, and begun to talk in a less concerned tone.


"That's a relief. You were reattaching cables, and you just got a static shock. By the looks of it, it must have hurt a lot. If I knew you were that sensitive to electrical shocks, I'd have made sure you were wearing thicker gloves."


Ness meekly nodded back. She heard Luis, but her head still felt fuzzy. A different kind of fuzzy. A kind of fuzzy that starts in the head, but instead of staying there, it creeps it's way down towards the stomach, before coming back up, bringing everything that had been eaten that day back up with it.


"Should I get another bucket?" Mark said, half grossed out, half concerned. For a cleaner, he was pretty bad when it came to cleaning up these types of messes. "Should I get Anna whilst I'm at it. She'll need to know."


Luis nodded before looking back at Ness. She has been sick so much that the bucket was half full already. He sat down, and tried to see if Ness eyes were open. He tilted his head down, and found they were clamped shut. She was shaking as well.


His attention was drew away from Ness when he heard Mark yell "Anna! Ness is throwing up! Where are the buckets!"


"They're in the basement!" Anna yelled back before the two of them came back with buckets that had drips of water running down the side.


"You should have told me sooner," Anna said as she looked at Ness, "This looks serious. People usually don't throw up after one static shock."


As if to confirm what Anna said, Ness thew up again, and she was shaking even more than before.


Luis turned to Anna, "They sometimes do. You remember the lady who runs the other nice robotics company?"


"Given they're are only two nice robotics companies in the area, yeah." The two nice companies they were referring too was Smith&Tea robotics, and R&D robotics. Dispite all having similar goals, they somehow got along like a house on fire due to thier different specialties.


"Her husband has similar reactions to static shocks," Luis continued, "but he's not as scared as this."


"So you're saying Ness may be posessed?"


"Probably." Luis said before turning back to Ness. "Ness, can you open your eyes?"


Ness tried to open her eyes, but it was too bright. She slowly tried again, and soon saw the bucket she was clutching. She looked around at the floor, and saw that there were people nearby. It took a bit of work, but she soon found herself able to look around.


"Luis?" She asked, tears falling down her face, "am I - am I a monster?"


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