"Ahhhh!" A bright light shone into her face. She winced. It wasn't a nice thing to wake up to. Slowly, she opened her right eye, then her left and looked around. It was a plain room, high grey ceiling, a grey chair and table, grey walls and a grey bench, which her hands were shackled too.
"Jesus Christ," She grabbed her head, it throbbed and her lip stung, slowly moving her hand down to check for damage, she could feel the cold metal of her robotic half against the warm contrast of her human face, and a fat lip that was bleeding.
Mykie knew where she was, and she knew that if she wanted to survive she had to get out, before anyone came looking for her.
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The Tower
Fiksi IlmiahWelcome to Earth; Year: 2068 Population: 264 Species: Humanoid, Android, Human, Skret The Apocalypse was 49 years ago, with only Washington D.C left standing and under robotic control can Mykie Waller save Earth's last remaining humans from the tyr...
