Max was in her thoughts when she heard Lydecker come in with some Doctor who looked like a true scientist. He had glasses at the end of his nose,
his hair not comb at all, grayish, wearing a white scrub.
"Wow! Deck, I'm impressed by your technology! You were even able to bring back to life Einstein!" Max said ironically, just to irritate
him.
Lydecker stared at her, smiling.
"Well Max, I see you've gain your speaking faculty back. How nice!" He turned towards Einstein here and said: "Shut her
up!" The Doc injected some drug in the Dextrose I/V and Max began to feel her mouth numb again. 'Let me go you piece of sh1t!', she said to
Deck, but of course, she coudn't say it out loud. 'Just wait Max, tonight you'll be able to kick his a$$!', she told herself. She must have been
looking funny, because Lydecker fixed her with his eyes.
'I'd like to know what she's thinking right now.' He thought. 'She probably think she's so smarter than me...will see you wins the battle!'
Max tried to get herself out of the straps that were fixing her to the chair, but she wasn't able to do it. 'Great! Now Sophie is stronger than
me!'
"Sweet dreams Max." Said Lydecker before leaving her alone in the room. The room became suddenly very dark, and she felt herself being
stuck to the chair, like she was sleepy, but without being so. It was a very strange sensation. She stared at herself in the mirror. 'Gosh, I look
40 years old!' Her eyes had dark purple circles under them, and she was white as milk. 'I'm a vampire...' she thought, laughing, and trying to
relax herself. But she wasn't relaxed at all, she was very tense. 'What the hell will happen now?' She tried to see through the mirror, but she
couldn't.'Yeah, I don't have those powers to see through walls...I guess they're staring at me right now, and I can't even make a finger at him.
What a shame!'
Max's eyes went wide open, like somebody was tearing on each side of her eyes. She couldn't control them anymore. 'What's this?' A white square
appeared in front of her face, and she saw herself when she was young, and at Manticore. 'A movie about my life...how entertaining!' She told herself
sarcastically.
But it became less enjoyable, it wasn't just Max sitting in her chair listening to orders now, it was Max being in a chair, having experiments
done on her, by some Doc who she never had the pleasure to see before, or after. When they got out of there, they were usually going to Dr. Dwain,
who was making sure the treatments weren't in any case a treath to their health. And then came the images of Eva, and her killing. Max tried to
hold back the tears that were rolling down her cheeks without stoping. 'Why do they want to show me this?'
Everything Max had tried so hard to forget all those years were again in front of her. All those painfull moments she'd locked up somewhere deep
inside of her were surfacing again, and they were there, in front of her, like she was reliving all of them, one by one. 'Stop it!' She started to
feel sick, she was sweating a lot, and her head was turning so fast, all the room was turning.
The images changed in front of her eyes, and the turning stoped. She saw a woman, who looked just like her. 'Mom?' she thought. It was a very
beautiful dark haired woman of about 20 years of age. The woman was speaking to someone, smiling, but Max couldn't see the other one. And then
she saw a man's hand touching her belly, the woman was pregnant, and Max saw the man's face as he entered the screen, kissing the woman.
'What?...No!...NO! What the hell is this? What does that mean? Could he be my father? No way?! It can't be? I'm gonna be sick! Please someone get me
out of here! I WANT TO GO OUT!' Max could shout all she wanted, nobody was hearing her, thought they were sure she probably didn't like what she was
seeing. Isn't what it was all about?
She wanted to close her eyes, but couldn't, like they were not answering to her mind's command. She saw the woman gave birth, it was a little girl.
'Is it really me?', she asked herself, now about to cry. And then the woman tried to escape with the child, but got arrested by Lydecker, who
took the child from her and walked away. Max could see the woman was hysterical, and that she was crying a lot, she could read on her lips 'NO,
PLEASE! DON'T TAKE HER AWAY!', and then everything got black. Max took a deep breath, like she didn't took one in years. Her heart saw
speeding fast, and her mind was racing up, desoriented and confused. 'What's all this?...Remember what Brin told you...things aren't all true.
But how can I make the difference?' She felt very confused, and she didn't want to believe all those things, but she was in a vulnerable state, and
Lydecker knew it could bring her down.
The flashes continued in front of her eyes again, but now she saw Logan. 'What? how can this be possible?' She saw when she first met him, and all
the months they passed togheter. Max began to be scared, thinking that the next image was probably something she didn't want to see. And then she saw
him as he was this morning, when he called her name. She saw herself being neutralized, like she had been a third witness, and she saw the look
of Logan, standing there horrified at what he was seeing. She saw herself be grabed by those goons and put into the car. And then, she saw the car
driving by Logan, a window going down, a gun, and a shot right into his head. 'NO! NO!, It's not true!, she told herself, It can't be true, NO
WAY!' Max's heart missed a beat, she could feel the horror of what might be the truth. 'Logan...' He was looking at her, his eyes open, white,
livid, without any life in him, staring at the sky. Dead.
'It's not true', she told herself repeatedly, 'it's not true, I would have sense it, I would know...sure I would, would I?' She remembered Lydecker
telling her he had remembered recognizing the man in the wheelchair. 'And him? My father?'
Max couldn't think anymore, staring at what was in front of her eyes. 'They're playing with my mind. Don't watch it Max, think of something
else.' She told herself. 'It's not true, don't believe it...' She told herself over and over again, trying to get a hold of herself.
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