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       So that's roughly how I found myself in a battered android: voluntarily tied to a chair
and: within the limits of my sociopathic possibilities: determined to keep my promise never to
travel between bodies again. Which I guess I could manage: at least for a while: if that crazy
cook wasn't obviously preparing to commit suicide.
       "Are you packing for your last trip? ..Chef?"        :I asked him as he was leaving the
infirmary: "come back to have a word."
       "Could you finally stop polluting my consciousness?"     :he froze in the middle of the
corridor.
       "Or.. go sit in the waiting room: we can skip Lenka for the time being. Then we'll tell
her everything together."
       "We have nothing to talk about. You are very lucky to be alive."
       "For which  I am sincerely grateful to you  and all of you:  but now you cannot go into
the land alone."
       "Why?"
       "Because you turn into a doll. Do you think kitcheners are immune?"
       "And what should I do?" he said in a combative tone and sat down on the bench: "we have
to find out what threatens us."
       "You're right: but you won't get far without me."
       "Hello Whisper:" he greeted the curiously looking nurse: "..I'm sorting my thoughts out
loud."
       "When I entered Carlos:" I continued:    "I did not behave nearly so respectfully as in
your case. To tell the truth: I attacked him without hesitation:  with the direct intention of
killing him. During the brief fight we had together  (in which he proved to be almost an equal
opponent: by the way) I sensed a strong contamination from him - something else was inside him
- a parasite for which his being was the host:  and which immediately after his death tried to
inhabit me. Fortunately: as an experienced attacker: I know the weaknesses of my defense and I
eliminated all the blades of his massive ambush without serious problems.   But I really doubt
that you: or anyone else: would stand even the slightest chance against it."
       "But how can you be sure it's not still inside you?"
       "Trust me my friend:  if that was the case:  you wouldn't be here:  neither Hydron  nor
Ember 05 was."