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Black

“Lie down in the chair.” The trainer commanded.

I nodded and climbed up. Every inch of my body screamed in surprise as the freezing metal touched my skin. All I was wearing was pair of green and black shorts.

The trainer walked over and picked up something from the floor. I grunted loudly as a sharp-ended chord was jammed into the socket in the back of my head. He also put chords into the sockets in my palms. He placed an electrode on my temple , then walked to the computer.

“I will be loading a basic fighting skills into your mind.” He said, inserting a disk into the side of a screen.

“I don’t expect this to work perfectly.” He added. “This may feel a bit odd.”

He tapped key and in a few seconds I thought my gray matter was about to be sucked out of me through the chord attached to my head, then it felt like it was being pushed to all side of my skull. After that, I blacked out.

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