Ellisha had woken up for a long night in her Mark 4.27.29 sleep chamber, she had built herself on her 8th birthday, like most do. She knew the routine, go The Chamber, relax, and the rest is Free Time. She always had shipments of various metals, from springs, to wood, to fine wiring and heaters come in everyday, at 5pm, on the dot. She loved this life style, mainly because that is what her caretaker had taught her to do, but she enjoyed letting everything go and having a sense of freedom.
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