Writing novella.
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"Alright, 274, time to wake up."
274 opened his eyes. The cables were gone, leaving no evidence of the gaping hole in his chest.
"We need to run a couple of tests. I'll ask you some questions, you need to think of the answer. Don't try to talk yet. Just think of the answer."
A buzzing, a whirring. A clicking. 274 noticed the bank of machines behind the scientist, lights flashing on and off in time with the clicking.
"We'll start with some simple maths problems, okay buddy?"
274 nodded.
"Hey, great, you've got nodding," said the scientist before turning to write something on a sheet of paper. "Okay, so we'll start with easy ones. 1 + 1. Just think of the answer."
Two thought 274. A buzzing, a whirring, a clicking.
"Good work, buddy. Good, good work. Now 2 + 2."
Four thought 274. This is easy thought 274.
"Okay, okay 274. Slow down. We need to take this in stages. It's the rules, buddy."
274 looked at the scientist then shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh, hey, buddy. You just shrugged your shoulders! Great work 274!"
This is going to take all day thought 274.
"Oh, sorry buddy. It's going to take at least two months. Best we've done has been a six weeker, but that was before the regulations. So we'd better get acquainted. I'm Bill. Call me Bill. And I'll call you Buddy, okay?"
274 looked at Bill, blinked twice, then closed his eyes.
"Oh, you tired Buddy?"
I want to rip your arms from your shoulders and use them to club you to death thought 274.
"That's cool, Buddy, get some rest."
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Drawing pictures.
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