Nathan
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Thoughts reminisced of a past that was long gone. He remembered when he was still human, these structures were his home. It was where humans could live peacefully and interact with the neighbors.
Now, they were living in pods, in walls, or the ground, or wherever their pod was situated. It was more peaceful and all humanly remorse were gone. The pods, their homes, provided them with greater than peace.
Euphoria.
He had no dreams when he slept. He knew what dreams were. They were not real. What he had during his sleep state were memories. Bitter memories of being human, of being weak.
His thoughts were knocking still to get out from the prison beneath a deeper sense, locked inside his soul.
'Johnny, this is a different group. They have a weapon that I have never faced before,' Nathan said telepathically.
