Simon Ghost Riley••

Lately, I've started to notice how you've changed. When you joined the squad, you were very emotional and sensitive, but after a month of service,you seemed to fade away. You began to smile rarely,often skipped meals, stopped greeting colleagues and rarely talked, only nodded occasionally,and I also never saw how you slept. I began to have suspicions. On one of the missions,you were shot in the thigh,and what was my surprise when I saw no blood. You didn't limp,you walked calmly,as if nothing happened. Didn't you feel it? Putting these thoughts aside, I focused again on the current task. After it was over,we headed back to the military base,to the dormitory. According to tradition,you refused lunch and went into the corridor,and I decided to follow you,slipping unnoticed into the corridor behind you. I saw how you fussily adjusted some wires around your neck,which caused your head to turn 180°,and then with a bang,it came back. From my lips,surprise escaped: — “You are a robot..”