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Y/N was pretty forgetful. She forgets lots of things such as people's names, the date, how to play musical instruments (except the electric guitar). But there's one thing she'll never forget.
She'll never forget what the people that made her did to her. The same people that made J, V and N. It scared Y/N even thinking about how psychotic the people who made her were. Talking about fear, what are the disassembly drones even scared of? Their heads grow back if chopped of, and they have guns and knifes for hands. It's probably expected that they're not scared of death. But If there was something Y/N was scared of,

It was death.

But of course as a Disassembly Drone with trauma regarding her early stages of life, death was just a distant dream-
I mean nightmare!
I always mix those up...

If anyone ever notices what was wrong with her and what the company to her to make that wrong, it wouldn't end well. She always kept it a secret, thinking that she's just overreacting but the truth is pretty disturbing.

Past Y/N P.O.V.

I was just sitting in the lab, still chained up. Luckily they didn't have anything horrifying planned for me today just a normal day. Same as everyday. I always look like an animal in a zoo to them. I can't wait to get out of this shit hole. Maybe I'll kill some of these idiots too, seems like they've taught me some of their psychotic ways. I thought.
One of the scientists came in the room, I was hoping for good news but guessing it wasn't.
"We got back your test results, the procedure will be tomorrow"
he said. Confidently at that. I never liked the scientists here and their cocky and confident attitudes but at least this was my favorite one to tell me the confusing news.
"What procedure?"
I asked. I heard they were planning something but I didn't think that would have anything to do with me, I mean I heard they were building a bomb somewhere here so I thought maybe it was that.
"You'll just have to wait until tomorrow, won't ya?"
he chuckled. I didn't. I wanted to know what they were doing to me. And even my favorite -used to be favorite- scientist here wouldn't budge.
I would find out one way or another.

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