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Once she was changed into a hospital gown, nurses in scrubs let her over to lab, like the one she had seen to do being operated in and laid down on the operating table. Placing a mask over her mouth and nose, they told her to breath in and out slowly and deeply until she could feel the effects happening. Placing an IV in her arm which made her wince in pain as she was terrified of needles, the anesthesia began kicking into her blood stream. And before she knew it, her body was all tingly from her head down to her toes and she felt like she was floating. No longer being able to feel her body made her laugh but also scared her. She couldn't help the tears that plagued the corners of her eyes and slid down the side of her face.

Just as she could hear the doctors moving all around her, setting up they're equipment, her eyelids began to grow very heavy. And before she knew it, she was out just like that. Making sure to monitor her breathing, the doctors set to work taking samples from her blood cells, collecting as much as possible to create her AI.

They took blood from her arm, some cell samples from a biopsy they did on the back of her neck and forearm, as well as neurotic images and video of her brain. Once they were done, which took no time at all, as this was normal for all of them, she was bandaged up and put back on oxygen where she slowly came back from her haze.

Once she was fully awake and comprehendible, they led her to her room to board in a wheelchair and laid her down on the bed inside. They would ask her all the questions they needed once she awoke, for right now she wouldn't be sane enough to answer any of the seriously.

A few hours into her sleeping, Leta woke up feeling quite parch. Reaching over to the small round coffee table made of glass beside her bed, she found a glass of water and a note waiting for her. Once she was fully sitting up after having a drink, she felt absolutely terrible. Her arm was already bruising from the IV on her left arm and on her right she had a bandage that showed a little bit of a bleed-through and stung like crazy.

Not to mention that bandage that was wrapped around her throat. It was a bit snug but not too tight. She wished they would have told her what and where all they were taking from her, as that would have been nice to have a say so in it. But then again, they were the professionals, not her.

Finding her clothes folded nicely on a chair across the room she was in, she stood and shuffled over to the chair. Changing and freshening up with what they provided her with in the bathroom, she returned to her room good as new, but still a bit groggy.

By now she was able to fully look around the room in wonder. It was an all-white room, aside from the green plants that gave a little color. To her left, there was the bed and the glass coffee table. Behind her was the full bathroom, to her right a small living room that had a couch, an armchair and a T.V. up on the wall, as well as a mini bar.

Remembering the note on the coffee table, she reached over to it and picked it up. Reading it carefully, she was reluctant to see that it was an invitation back to the office to speak with Dr. Nash, that is, whenever she was ready. Looking at the time, she already saw it was three in the morning, which was crazy to her, but she guessed scientists never slept.

Stepping towards her door, which slid right open for her, she was met by a long white hallway. Looking down at her note she read the room number and instructions on how to find his office. Once she felt that she had it recognized and down, she placed it in her purse and proceeded on down the hall. After a series of turns, she was met by an elevator that overlooked the front entry way that she had come through yesterday evening and met that AI. As it went down, she found that towards the bottom as far as she could tell, Dr. Nash was waiting for her, looking to be in high spirits.

"Ah, there she is." He said with a smile, greeting her as the elevator doors opened. "And how did you sleep?" He asked genuinely.

"Well given the fact its three in the morning and I have bandages all over me, I feel great." She joked, rolling her eyes playfully. Dr. Nash chuckled at this.

"Do you want to see something?" He asked her. She nodded her head and he led her down a narrow hallway to a door that read do not enter on the front of it. Pushing open the door, he allowed her to step inside where she was greeted once more by the sight of nurses in scrubs peering into microscopes.

Leading her over to one table where a woman was, he asked her to step aside so Leta could peer through the microscope. Holding her hair back, Leta leaned down and looked through the scope. Once she did that her eyes were met by a single glass tray that had tiny circles shuffling around on it.

"What are those?" She asked curiously in awe.

"Those my dear, are you." He said, chuckling along with the nurse who was seated there before.

"Wow," Leta exclaimed in amazement.

"And if you come over here, we will show you your AI's brain." He said, causing her to follow him over to a table that held a large glass jar that appeared to be holding water and a large brain.

"Is it human?" She asked, bending down and tapping on the glass like a child in a fish store. Dr. Nash just chuckled at her.

"No, it's a sheep's brain. After running some ethical research and tests of numbers, we figured that the probability of reprogramming a sheep's brain as opposed to a human would be less time consuming. Not to mention this wouldn't give us any errors as opposed to the human one, we could." He began, crossing his ankle over the other as Leta stood up straight and looked at him.

"You see, Sheep aren't all that intelligent, Humans are. So flushing out the memories of a sheep's brain until that part is almost dead and then we shock it to bring it back to life, its riding on a blank slate. Humans brains are far more advanced and hold far more memories than the boring farm life of a sheep's, so no telling what your AI could pick up on just out of nowhere, causing functioning problems and etcetera. So, that's why we chose to do this. It's just easier, quicker and will work just the same as a human." He said, causing her to nod her head in understanding.

"Makes sense." She said with a smile. He then explained to her they're process of building her AI. Going through they data they needed to process it based on the basic stuff and the algorithms, they would go through with building it, then constructing it's face and body, given the DNA they took from her which would make seem and feel as realistic as ever. Leta couldn't contain the excitement as he explained all of the steps and process to her.

He also reminded her to be sure to provide him with all of the necessary information he needed about her day to day life, which she promised to do. Providing her with some pain pills, ointment and bandages for her wounds, they said their goodbyes and Leta was on her way down the road back into the city.

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