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wake up.
    “Do I have to remind you that I don’t like having to pause a video h alfway through a screening?” Kov asks me as the water drains from my face.
    “How can you watch that and not feel anything? You’re in it.” I ask him.
    “I’m in at least twenty other videos.” He replies.
    “I know you hate us but does that really justify what you’re doing to us?” I try not to cry as I ask him.
    “If you knew how I actually felt about you and your people, you would not have this self-righteous anger right now, which is kind of endearing.” He smiles.
    “You’re sick.” I tell him.
    “Maybe.” He allows. “See, feelings are what you have when you want something to fail. This entire operation that we’re running: mass murder and mass enslavement – it wouldn’t work based on feelings. Love, hatred, any kind of intense emotion will destroy a military operation of this size and at this level.”
    “You mean to say that you’re just a robot following orders from above?” I laugh at him.
    “Look at us in this room.” He smiles back at me & gestures to the empty room. “Do I look like I’m following orders here?”
    “But you like it. You like doing this.” I tell him.
    “What I like has nothing to do with what I feel. You asked me what I feel about what I’m doing, not whether or not I enjoy doing it.” He replies.
    “Like I said. Sick.” I remind him.
    “Yes.” He agrees with me and then shocks my back anyway causing my muscles to continue to spasm even after the current has ceased.
    I have no energy to say anything to him so I just wait, trying to relax my overstretched muscles.
    “You want to destroy an enemy, you don’t use hate.” He pulls my head toward him and speaks into my ear. “Because hate will give your enemy the power to resist. You use your most potent weapon: apathy.”
    “You… kill and torture hundreds of people… on a daily basis. And you don’t care.” I whisper in disgust.
    “You’re starting to get it.” He smiles. “Now, shall we watch the rest of the footage or am I going to have to shock you again?”
    “Do what you like.” I tell him.
    “Just remember that the next time I shock you, it won’t be in your back.” He says as he flicks his remote control.
    The video resumes with water being poured into my face. I had blacked out during the initial torture session just as I did during the subsequent viewing of it.
    “Hash, do something about her inability to stay awake will you?” Vinn commands the medic.
    Hash comes back onto the screen with another syringe. “This is a stimulant. It will force you to stay awake.”
    I nod to show that I understood.
    After the drug has been administered, Vinn makes another announcement. “You see, my men perform a very high-stress role and they want to release some of that tension.”
    I give a barely suppressed laugh in answer to this statement. I expect some sort of reprimand but it doesn’t come. Not yet anyway.
    “My men would very much like to rape you but there’s always the chance that you might get pregnant. So, Hash here, is going to re-engineer your reproductive system, and we won’t have some nasty little Venry-Knax hybrids running around the place.” Vinn continues to explain.
    “Considerate.” I remark between gasps of air.
    They unshackle me but do not bother to support me so of course I fall over onto the floor.
    “Now, get to the operating table.” Vinn commands.
    Whoever is operating the camera points it down toward the floor and you can see how painful it is for me to move across it. It was like the aftermath of my truck walk again. The movement is incremental and excruciatingly painful.
    “Hurray up.” Says the on screen Kov.
    He steps onto my back again and I can now see that it was he who had done that when we were on the road. I move forward in silence and I finally make it to the foot of the operating table when I find that I don’t have the energy to get up onto it.
    “Move!”