I emerged from the room where Jon had been tortured with the thick, worn notebook I'd laid my eyes on before. The room was doused in quiet wonderings and silent conversation as the police made themselves productive. I was just planning to leave, but I was halted by a voice on my way out.
"Ai." It was Aurora. "I know what you're trying to do. I know someone. He helped me out when I was malfunctioning, and Chyou wouldn't fix it. I think he'll be able to help with this, too."
Aurora proceeded to show me the address on my phone. When I nodded her goodbye, she said one more thing: "And... I'm sorry. I should've done something before this whole fiasco. It's all become far too dreadful for our own goods. I hope things turn out for the better for you." She gave a weak smile.
"You, too."
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Sector 2
Science FictionAi, once known as the platinum-haired assassin, makes her return in this (long - in Taylor's words) awaited sequel of growth and realisation. Upon the recent events of the previous chapter, Ai unexpectedly finds herself in a "glide" of Sector 2 (YAY...
