For a moment, I was completely disoriented. The nightmares had attacked again, only this time they were worse than they had ever been before. The only thing I could consider as a reason was my return to the Foundation. Obviously, my return to the place where all of this had begun must have had some effect on me. The memories lingered in my processing for a while, ruthlessly attacking me should my thought process linger in one place for too long. It took a long time for me to suppress the memories to a point where I could ignore them. I needed to remain cold and emotionless to the end, and this was the only way to do it.

Finally ready, I made my way back to the garage where I was supposed to have been all night. I drove up to the door to find Kitt waiting for me. His scanner was pacing back and forth at an alarmingly fast rate.
"If you're going to sneak out again, tell me so I can cover for you. It wouldn't help your case if they found out," Kitt told me. That was surprising. For someone who not long ago would've called me their enemy, he was surprisingly quick to offer to help. In thanks, I opened the channel. "Where did you go?" Kitt asked immediately after.
"Where I used to go when I needed to think," I replied, deliberately being vague. I didn't want Kitt knowing where that was.

Fortunately, before Kitt could question me further, our conversation was interrupted by the arrival of Bonnie. "Good morning," she said in a falsely cheerful voice.
"Good morning Bonnie," Kitt replied. I instead elected to ignore her arrival entirely and switch off my scanner to prevent any attempts of conversation to me. I had kidnapped her before, so it was the best thing to avoid any sort of conversation with her. "Are you two heading out somewhere?" Bonnie questioned, although what she meant by that was probably more along the lines of 'Is Karr attempting to escape?'
"Yes," Kitt told her. "We won't be going far." Bonnie nodded in response, before the two of us left the garage.

Kitt, obviously with a place to go in mind, led the way. It wasn't until we were about halfway there that I realised where we were headed. The test track wasn't exactly a place that held any sort of positive memories for me, but then again, I could say the same thing about most of the Foundation's grounds. As we got closer to the test track, the memories that I had so carefully pushed out of my thoughts returned slowly as though trying to creep up on me. I forced myself to ignore them. 'Cold and emotionless,' I repeated to myself over and over again.

I didn't really notice when we arrived, and as a result almost crashed into Kitt when he came to a stop. "Karr?" Kitt questioned using the channel.
"Yes," I replied snappily.
"Was this a bad idea?" he asked me. "We can go back, if you'd like…" I ignored this. Why was Kitt being so nice? I called him an inferior production line model, I attempted to destroy him twice, I endangered his… friends. Everything about this seemed illogical to me.

We spent the next hour on the test track, before returning to the garage. Kitt's driver was there waiting.
"Ready to hit the road again buddy?" he asked Kitt.
"Of course, Michael," Kitt replied.
"The main concern is what to do about the whole Karr issue while we're gone," Michael said. "Any suggestions. I subtly began to back up, not wanting to hear what they had to say. They probably wanted to lock me up or…
"He could come with us," Kitt suggested.
"But what if…" the rest of his sentence remained unsaid.
"He's changed. Just give Karr a chance Michael. Everyone should have a second chance, whether they believe they should or not."

"I had my chance," I told Kitt through the channel, before attempting to reverse out of the garage. Instead of a clear route, I found my escape to be blocked by Devon Miles. He was just as responsible for my initial deactivation as Wilton Knight, and for this, he deserved to die! And now, the perfect opportunity for revenge had been given to me.

AN: I'm really sorry that I haven't updated this story in such a long time.