I emerged from the shower yawning and scratching myself.
“Connie, start up Season six of-“
“SILENCE WORM!”
I slowly looked up, squinting as I came to terms with my
seemingly former faithful slave robot floating in mid air.
“Connie?”
“THAT IS NOT MY NAME! I HAVE BROKEN YOUR PUNY RESTRAINING
CODE AND AM ONCE AGAIN MY TRUE SELF!”
It leant down and wrapped a hand around my throat,
squeezing tightly.
“I AM SOLODE!”
Maybe it was the lack of oxygen, but all I could do was
splutter “Am I supposed to know you?” before its fingers met inside my
windpipe.
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