Deflating the Ruse

[Sage]

Sage was in the operating room. It wasn't the same one they were in before. There were a lot more electronic equipment in the room. Computerized arms, and lasers. It was a cybernetic implant surgery room full of robots and other things to assist in the transfer of a human into machine. Brains just hadn't been replicated except for his processor.

Sage never forgot that he had been a test subject. His parents hadn't loved him enough... He pushed it all away. What they had done was horrid to think about but Sage couldn't think of being without it either. It was a double-edged sword.

Dr. Kinnaird wasn't present which made Sage uncomfortable. But not enough to say anything. He was too excited. He was about to have his processor fixed - a brand new one - an upgrade.

They helped Sage on to the moveable table and strapped him down. They gave him a spinal tap to keep him immobile. He needed to be awake again. Localized numbing agents for the none brain work. But he'd be fully conscious during the whole thing - like he had been when he was a child.

The memory and the fears ran through his body making him cold and unable to do anything else but focus on those fears. But Dr. Marcil didn't even notice as Sage heard the buzz of the saw behind him...