I spent almost a year being run through virtual reality simulations that were supposed to break me and trick information out of me. I was always me, and always in my world, but-- being betrayed by my friends, betraying my friends, hurting my friends. Killing my friends. If every one of them was a different me, then there's over seven thousand mes in my head.
[A year of it. The hair prickles on the back of Taylor's neck at the thought. Jack and Bonesaw had only played their game on her for an hour, and people had died.]
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[Not with what she knows of Taylor's history.]
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[A beat.]
I spent almost a year being run through virtual reality simulations that were supposed to break me and trick information out of me. I was always me, and always in my world, but-- being betrayed by my friends, betraying my friends, hurting my friends. Killing my friends. If every one of them was a different me, then there's over seven thousand mes in my head.
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Who was it?
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