"No," she smiled, holding up a small, humming device. "You were . Let me show you what you are."
Crstn turned and walked to the storage bay—a long, white-tiled room lined with charging alcoves like coffins. He stepped into his designated slot. The restraints hissed around his wrists and ankles. The diagnostic drones began their silent work. "No," she smiled, holding up a small, humming device
Until the Glitch.
He was Christian. And he was going home. " she smiled