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A headache the size of a canyon was pounding through herhead. She was lost in a fog. Everything was humid and thick. Nolight. She struggled to move, and barely managed to. A smallmoan escaped her lips.Muffled voices traveled to her from outside her fog."Who is that?" a man's voice asked. "Is that the hostpersonality? I thought she was eradicated?""Don't worry about it," another man's voice said. "Either wayher memory has been wiped clean. Give her some more Thanidol.We have a lot of work to do..."Then before she had time to ponder these words, everythingwas gone again. The headache, the voices, the fog. There wasnothing. She had lost consciousness.* * *She was running at night. She came to this realizationsuddenly. She could hear her own hard breathing as she ran, felther heart pounding in her chest. She was wearing shoes it waseasy to run in. The woman running ahead of her was not. Shewore low heels, pumps. She was chasing this other woman,apparently.The woman in front of her kept looking back in fear. She wasIndian, had her long black hair up in a neat bun. She wore a darksuit with a skirt. It also looked hard to run in. They ran along aresidential sidewalk, with a row of bushes to the left and a quietstreet to the right. They ran under a streetlight, then back intosemi-darkness. She could hear other feet running too, ahead ofthe woman. It was a man with dark hair in a suit. Both of the
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