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You have found LABORATORY NOTE 4! COMBINE with your CASSETTE DECK?
>yes no
Playing LABORATORY NOTE 4...
"Audio log 03 17 22 04. Dr. Francis B-- well, you already know who I am. Reporting from Plasma lab sector 2, on the Expansion Suit Mark Two progress. It is... 3:45 in the afternoon, rainy -- oh the weather doesn't matter. We're underground. Anyway!"
[ there's shuffling. sounds of a pen on paper, likely the doctor taking notes. someone is breathing heavily, small sobs of pain trying to be held back. the doctor clears her throat, marks the page one last time, and sets something (likely a clipboard) on a table. ]
"Hahh.... hahhh... please. jus' lemme.... it hurts--"
[ a sound of skin on skin contact, and a choked off cry as the speaker's sentence is interrupted. silence endues shortly after. ]
"Three, what did I say about lab equipment?"
[ there is no answer, only more heavy breathing, more panting. a small whimper, though no more words. ]
"Very good. Lab equiment doesn't speak. Lab equipment doesn't complain, and lab equipment cooperates when in use."
[ More shuffling, marking something down on paper with pen. ]
"Though, most lab equipment doesn't need heavy restraints and a nose feeding tube, but we make do, don't we Three? Yes we do! Soon you won't need any of that, won't that be nice?"
[ again, silence. "Three" is mostly quiet, only occasionaly breathing aloud in shuddering steps. ]
"Right. Good. Ongoing tests with the EXP-Mark Two have been exceptional! Test subject Three has responded beautifully."
[ movement, and a sharp cry of pain. ]
"For the purposes of my tests, I have installed one circuit board directly into the spinal cord via the neck, and so far have kept it clean and sanitized. No infection to date, though continuing to monitor. Anything can happen..."
[ scratching of the pen, more notes. clattering of something -- hard plastic, metal, can be heard. the doctor had likely placed something upon the table. ]
"Alright. Approximately 12% of the outer suit remains, and 30% of the wiring, control boards and computer remain. In total, 42%. I'm aiming to get that number down to 5%, or at best within the 2-3% for the purposes of undetectable control. That's down a total of 17% from last week, log 03 10 22 03, with lovely progress still. It's not a technical term, but a lot of the 'fluff' on the suit can be contributed to armor for both the computer parts and for the pilot."
[ the 'pilot' coughs, sobs. the doctor seems not to notice. ]
"Probably should've picked video for this test, but I digress. I'm here now, and it's awake. Note to self: opioids may solve the problem of stress-related unconsciousness, though with the added risk of impeding brain function. Worth looking into."
"Please--"
"As I say aloud the commands, it should be noted that this is not voice activated. Merely for the documentation. I am holding the controller with both hands, and moving the corresponding dials. Three, I want you to get up, spin in a circle and stand in front of me."
[ silence. small sounds of pain, whispered curses. giggling, and a clap. ]
"Wonderful! Even smoother movement than last time. The controls can be finicky, and to operate manually there would need to be four hands to manipulate the dials for the singular pilot, but this is great progress."
[ another noise. a pen, dropped. ]
"Now, pick up my pen please--"
[ a sharp scream from Three, and a sharp crack. ]
"Ah. I suppose you're not as flexible as Two. Well, let's hope you didn't break it too bad. Note to self: ease into the arm movements. Maybe there was a reason there was so much padding inside the original. Well, that's -- ah, damn it he's passed out. Note to self three: don't kill the pilot."
[ a sigh. ]
"Well okay. Thats it for today. End log."
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