He doesn’t want me to go back. He thinks whatever happened might happen again. I don’t know what happened, I need to find out. He says that they’ve already evacuated so there’s nothing left to find there anyway. I suppose he’s right.So am I supposed to just sit here and wait? He seems to want to comfort me. Why? I may be based on human systems, but I sure as hell don’t feel like one right now. If I had an addiction I would feed it now. Maybe I should take up drinking just to see the look on Long’s face. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that out loud. Oh well, thinking about it won’t help and I can’t take it back. Does he drink? No, he doesn’t. Another bit of information I miraculously seem to recall. How come I can remember this stuff passively, but nothing about the mission? Long seems puzzled too. I’m not puzzled, I’m pissed off. He doesn’t seem pissed off. Just puzzled and upset. Let’s start with basics then. Who made me. If I knew, would I look them up? Yes, I would. He doesn’t want to tell me. What is this, I just had my memory wiped and you don’t want to tell me where I came from? He doesn't want to see me get hurt. I seem to be able to withstand a hell of a lot more than you can. Emotionally...Don’t give me that crap. I’m already unstable as fuck and you know it. Don’t come closer. Look, I just need to find out what happened. Unless I have some kind of order you might as well let me stop it go out and find out what happened so that I Long... can find out what the hell happened to my memory and whether I can get it... back... you just kissed me. Care to explain why you thought that was a good idea? No, I’m not protesting you idiot, I just don’t understand why you had to... ... ... Yes. Okay I’ll try to lay low for a few days while you sort out this mess. Will you be needing my head for this? No, I’m not being macabre, I’m being realistic. Unless I have an internal fax-modem or something. Oh don’t tell me I ... congratulations Long, you just fucked up my day more. I’m outta here.


I wonder where I live



The Sayem seems to have a planner in here. I wonder when if I plot a random course I’ll know where I’ll end up. Button, button, who’s got the button. This will do. Close compartiment, lie down, zoom off. It’s a shame I don’t actually zoom off with respects to myself as well. So far nothing familiar. Streets, side alleys flash by. Cars and hovers zoom underneath. I’m appearently allowed to go this fast, no one seems to mind. Council vehicles are granted free range transport mode When the hell do I stop passively remembering things and just know this? Why did it just stop? End of the line. Right.. so much for random course plotting... Wait...I think I know this place. What do I know this of? It seems to be a bar. I thought I didn’t drink. I don’t drink. Appearently I agree with me. Ohwell, plenty of other vices to pick up if I don’t have them already. Doors seem to be dominating this day a lot. This one is a bit nicer than the others though.


PAIN!


What the hell is.. that...
I remember something...This wasn’t the mission. Where was this? Some kind of.. test facility. I’m blocking the entrance, better move inside. I’ll probably drink coffee. Sit down, order coffee. Do I want a what with it? Sure why the hell not. I’ll have a straw. Only if it’s blue and green striped though. Idiot. Now where was I. Right.. that wasn’t the mission. That was some weird sciency place. What was I doing there? I was turned on. ... what the hell was I doing there?? Not that kind. I’m robotic? No.. that can’t be it. What the hell hap.. coffee with a straw? This is certainly a strange bar.yes, thank you, just put it on the table. No I didn’t ask you to join me. Who the hell is this? Do I remember him?


… um..yes…
you're right, I lost my memory who...


How the hell did you know I lost my memory? Who the hell are you?