Chapter 7- Identity

She was tired of these games. For three weeks, females have been coming to ask her who she was. In that three weeks she had woken up in a strange bed twice. Something was familiar about the bed and room but she couldn't place it. They kept coming to ask her the same questions and then giving her books to read. The annoying part was that they kept dropping something to distract her from reading. She had the strangest urge to pull their heads from their neck or haul their body out the door especially when they approached her with one equipment or the other, poking her here and there and asking the same stupid questions "How do you feel? " "Do you feel anything? " "Does it hurt? " "tell me anything ". Who are these people.

She watched silently as two women came in. One attached something to her head while the other stood in front of her and asked the same stupid question. She felt like crawling out of that bed and getting to her. Unfortunately her bonds were tightened. They were tightened right before someone entered the room and loosened when they left. She suspected that it was no ordinary bond. Just before it fully tightened she usually felt something prick her skin, then something flowing through her body. It made her unable to move parts of her body properly. Aside that when ever she tried to take them off she was pricked again and after wards will feel tired and sleepy, so she stopped trying to take them off.

"Who are you? " the female asked but she didn't reply. She asked the same question again.

"I don't know! "They we're surprised at her tone of voice but seemed pleased with her answer.

"You don't know who you are? " the woman asked again.

She looked at her. She didn't remember anything except these few weeks. She didn't know if she was someone before. She couldn't reflect on anything that happened before her waking up in this room. She looked at the woman blankly. The woman who put the stuffs on her head was whispering to someone.

"I am observing an unusual brain activity but it is not regular. Not observed in any other... " she was interrupted

"I'm coming! " the voice said.

 She wrinkled her eyebrows. The voice kept resounding in her head for an unknown reason.

Few minutes later a man in black entered the room. She stared at him. She had this unfamiliar twinge in the pit of her stomach but she didn't know why. The man watched her staring at him. When she didn't say anything he asked.

"Have we met before? "

Deccan saw the way the girl starred him. He wanted to make sure she didn't remember him. Rosetta Stone or rather the former Rosetta Stone was proving a peculiar case. It had taken her three weeks ,some days and a total of three memory adjustments to forget who she was. He wasn't going to let her remember. He needed to start replacing her old memories with new one to a point of no objections starting with her identity. He waited for her to reply but she didn't. The former Rosetta Stone was predictable. Careful study showed that it was easy to determine what she'll do or say in a given situation. The current version, well let's hope that they share that same trait.

"You keep staring at me, have you seen me before? " he asked again.

"No" she said but didn't look away.

"Do you know who you are? "

Another one word answer "No"

"I know who you are" he said. She looked at him. For some reason she felt she shouldn't trust him but then she had no reason not to.

"Do you want to know? " he added in a confidential tone. She nodded.

"You are GMN-One"

"Ge-em-en-won" she pronounced

"That would do for now" he said slightly amused.

"Is that my name? "

"Yes " he answered factually

Strange. It felt wrong.

"What happened to me? "

Leave it to the Stones' daughter to ask a question he hadn't yet perfected the answer for. He couldn't tell her she fell and lost her memory, he'll have to improvise.

"We rescued you " he replied

"We? "She asked

"Yes, me and my employees, you know the meaning of that word? "

She nodded. For some reason she did. " From what? "

"An accident. A crash "

"I don't understand "

Neither do I. He thought to himself. What did he tell the others, that he found them and rescued them and they didn't ask further questions. Right now he was considering telling her she was an alien or a machine but he had to construct this story carefully. Seems they all will be going back for memory adjustments. He needed to create a scenario of their demise and feed it into their brains so it can play out as a memory. He needed to have a meeting with the doctors. GMN-1 has had more than her fair share of memory adjustments and being their star product, he'll need to be very careful to avoid damages.

"It will all come back. In the meantime rest" the man said and turned to leave. He whispered something to the women and left.

"GMN-1" the first one called. She looked at her and the woman smiled. It wasn't friendly neither was it menacing, it was professional.

"You need to rest" with that something pricked her again and she began to feel dizzy.

What's with this people and their pricking, I can rest on my own. She thought as she drifted.