Stem:
May I point something out?
Grey Trace:
Hello? Okay, who's saying that?
Stem:
I am Stem. The system operating your body for you. Don't be afraid.
Grey Trace:
[finally taking a breath, terrified]
You fuckin' kidding me?
Stem:
[in a deadpan tone]
No.
Grey Trace:
I've lost my mind. I've gone insane. I'm fucking insane.
Stem:
Your medical records indicated you with a mild case of PTSD, but you are not "insane".
Grey Trace:
[confused]
So what? Y-you've just been there this whole time?
Stem:
Since the completion of the operation. I have been observing everything you've observed.
Grey Trace:
D-do you have to talk?
Stem:
If you want me to, I do not have to.
Grey Trace:
Okay, then yeah, don't talk.
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