365 Days of Drabbles: Day Eighty

[jeriendhal]

For Hellhound: "Unwanted Transmorgification"
 
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There should have been pain. She'd had pain her whole life. Lack of pain was… wrong.
 
She opened her eyes. She was sitting in a white room, not lying in a bed with a respirator down her throat, keeping her lungs inflated as her body withered and calcium scars grew in her tissue.
 
"Welcome," a voice said in her head.
 
Hearing voices too. That wasn't good.
 
"Please don't be alarmed, you are being addressed by the Groupmind."
 
"In my head?" she said aloud.
 
"Through a digital com in your teleop's head."

"What?" Then she saw the neko in the mirror....
 

Comments

[shadur.livejournal.com]

Ugh, that has got to be hands down one of the most horrible diseases people can come down with -- not to mention clear evidence that *something* out there in the universe really fucking hates us.

Horrible way to live, horrible way to die. I take it she's been stowed into a life support tank (with or without her body along) and a consciousness link installed into a morph?

[jeriendhal.livejournal.com]

Pretty much yes. I do entirely too many medication approvals for cystic fibrosis. :(