His arm wrapped around me in a tight embrace. He slapped me in my face and startled I opened my eyes. I guess so.’ I mumbled. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasures. I’m not harming any physiology of your brain, so you’ll eventually re-learn some stuff and gain some new memories.’ I was blinking my eyes, trying to make sense of the lights around me, that red bar filling up slowly, the words, his face. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked. I was still trying to get him to dance with me, while he slumped me into the passenger seat and tightened my seatbelt. I guess so.’ I mumbled. I kissed him back, it happened almost intuitively. ‘Life is about feeling good.’ I said. Does that exist? I was still trying to get him to dance with me, while he slumped me into the passenger seat and tightened my seatbelt. ‘You?’
He nodded. Feeling happy and excited about that prospect. Eventually four numbers appeared on the screen, divergent, convergent, artistic and self. An alarm sounded, the red bar was now completely full. ‘You’ll feel good if you serve your master, you’ll get rewarded if you’re a good girl.’
‘Whatever.’ I said. ‘I feel so good, I want to dance.
