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Content Warning: This story contains mental and emotional abuse. I blinked as the last of the fluid drained from the tank, and looked out at the creature before me. It pushed a pair of lenses up its facial protrusion, the orbs behind them wide as they ran down my form and back up to my face. It asked slowly, “Can you understand me?” I watched its mouth move as it spoke. The words held meaning, but I wasn't sure why. I answered, "Yes…" “My name is Doctor Gertrude Oddilair, but you can call me Trudy. Can you say Trudy?” I thought for a ...
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