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HERE'S A POTENTIALLY TYPO-RIDDLED SNEAK PEEK OF THE NEXT CHAPTER FOR YOU:
Bane was still cleaning his hands when he returned to find John sleeping again.
His skin was curiously cool when he touched his cheek. His hands were ice cold. He made a fire and tucked John under his quilts and blankets, but didn’t seem to warm him any. He shook him, but the android didn’t wake up, still breathing heavy and slow, trapped in a deep sleep.
He didn’t feel like waiting for John to wake like he had the first time, and wondered if his rest setting also came with a wake setting. If John’s operating systems were truly, fully broken now, he wasn’t sure how much anger he could take out on the corpses his men were removing from the other levels.
Bane growled with irritation when John continued to sleep. He turned and noticed at once that his tablet was on. He tapped the idle screen, intrigued by what he saw.
The model of a knee’s anatomy looked normal at first glance. Bane almost dissolved the hologram, but by panning out to see the whole body, he realized at once what it was.
John’s twelve-inch replica spun slowly, blinking every now and then from the tablet’s low battery. Touching a part of the body stopped its rotation and brought that area to life in a series of multicolored little specks and lines, glowing and darting here and there throughout his wiring and artificial organs.
He magnified and examined everything little detail that his large fingers could touch. The little heart was pale blue. It was a simple triangular, curved case. If a person didn’t pay much attention, it would look like any other heart, a human heart, but, focusing on a larger image of John’s chest without the bones, the smooth case was covered in wires and housed the android’s battery.
Bane stood there as the minutes ticked by, marveling over this function and that, his mind trying to fully grasp these new complexities. Surely other androids weren’t built like this. And all this time, John’s outer features had been almost too much for Bane, yet the true miracle, the true…magnitude, perhaps, of all that John was lay hidden beneath his skin.
