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Chapter Fifteen
I had always pictured these children as repulsive and witless as the other abominations the men in white coats created from my blood, I was wrong, for there they were before me, magnificent and regal in their bearings, I couldn’t help but feel some pride burning through my being.
They daring to come seeking answers to quench their doubts signifies creatures blessed with intelligence and bravery, my heart stirred with hope. The men in long white coats had finally made their mistake, for my liberation stood before me in the form of my offspring, I answered their questions as best as I could for I needed to bring them to my side. I told them everything about me and everything I knew about the institute they called home.
In answering theirs, I couldn’t help but wonder about whom answers mine, how they found my body, how they succeeded in holding me for decades, and the powers behind their existence, the people who gave them the go ahead to eat their pou
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