Elina – Mind Control
Phase 02
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The guards are taking her to the operation table again.
It’s a new room tho. There’s a chair and a gigantic needle holding from above. This machine was so big, Elina couldn’t see where it starts and where it ends. Clothes off. Past experiences with the very same start are now playing inside her head like a broken cassette. ’No’ she whispers.. but just like any other time, they didn’t listen.
Its the exact same feeling with the one she was getting inside her red VIP room. Knife is out, lancet too. Elina went to sleep… and when she woke up, still unable to move, looked around and she found her, the Director. She is holding Elina’s hands telling her how good she was throughout the process and that everything went perfectly find. She was smiling, caressed her… The second stage was a success.
The Director stood up and walked to the doctors asking for clarification over Elina’s silence. It’s like the girl didn’t have a voice at all, she didn’t make any sound… nothing. Elina is empty, they reassured her. Like scorched earth, ready to receive new seeds and to grown greater, stronger possibilities on human history.
Last stage now and then she’s free to go. the doctors plugged her in, connecting the machines to her spine and finally to connect to her nervous system. A new chip is placed on her body. All of the sudden Elina knows how to fight, how to kill, how to survive no matter the circumstances. She is indeed the perfect Assassin and for this reason, she’s the only hope.
Would you do that? I mean.. would you erase all that makes you YOU? Would you delete everything? And if yes then why? Who told you that all you do is wrong or not good enough? I admire you. Being different is a luxury not many people hold. And if not.. I’m glad your life is so meaningful.
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Design by Argus Dorian | Dark Cyberpunk Artist
Story by Revna & Argus Dorian
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A closer look in the darkness
If you had a chance to leave your cell, would you use every single cell you got to grab it?
I know, I would. As a matter of fact, I did. I had to. You see, ‘normal’ can be something totally different for you than what it is to me. And that’s okay. No judgment. Neither you or I can be sure which one is right.. and why should we?
I only care if you’re happy.. Are you happy?
Does it get too much sometimes? I know it does. The pressure consumes you, anxiety is a serious enemy. Your overthinking must be killing you. Unless you’re not an overthinker and you’re just practical… right? Where does your practice keep getting you? Do you get the results you’re craving? I hope you do.
Are you comfortable enough in your skin? In your clothes? In your family? Does your house feel like home?
Don’t answer to me. I don’t need to hear it. You do. They say, be careful of what you’re thinking because it is that one step before action. What are you thinking.. I wonder. No worries.
I will keep this secret of yours if you keep mine… come closer…
I know, I would. As a matter of fact, I did. I had to. You see, ‘normal’ can be something totally different for you than what it is to me. And that’s okay. No judgment. Neither you or I can be sure which one is right.. and why should we?
I only care if you’re happy.. Are you happy? Does it get too much sometimes? I know it does. The pressure consumes you, anxiety is a serious enemy. Your overthinking must be killing you. Unless you’re not an overthinker and you’re just practical… right? Where does your practice keep getting you? Do you get the results you’re craving? I hope you do.
Are you comfortable enough in your skin? In your clothes? In your family? Does your house feel like home? Don’t answer to me. I don’t need to hear it. You do. They say, be careful of what you’re thinking because it is that one step before action. What are you thinking.. I wonder. No worries.
I will keep this secret of yours if you keep mine… come closer…
