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... voice hadn’t been a dream - it was still there, echoing inside his skull like an unwelcome guest.
"What the hell?" he whispered, sitting up despite the sharp pain in his ribs.
The room was empty. Just him, the beeping heart monitor, and the smell of disinfectant that made his stomach turn. But the voice came again, clearer this time.
[Ding! Trauma analysis complete. Subject shows optimal psychological damage for system integration.]
Alex spun around, looking for ...
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