aths became a

hamber. My synthetic skin, the most advanced in the world, began to peel and degra

holding up my arm where the skin was sloughing off

ge before he looked away, his jaw tight. "Your diagnostic reads g

to. The data was his reality, and my

before my glass wall, a cruel smile playing on her lips,

empt. "I've been thinking. It's not right to

"Whatever yo

er eyes gleaming. "She's a machine. She should be with her

them stored in the warehouse. They were shut down because of programming flaws that made them

hands against the glass. "You can't. T

. "They are your kin, Jocelyn. You s

out the pain. To him, this wasn't a death sentence. It was

grabbed my arms and dragged me out of the lab, down e

n was kissing Madisyn, his back t

vernous, dark space filled with the silent, loo

s threw m

ed shut, plunging me

ptical sensors began to fli