Chapter 6

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Conner and Hank could tell that you were down in the dumps. It had been another unsuccessful search for your purpose, and you seemed to grow agitated with each failure.

You laid on the couch, legs hanging off the end of one of the arms. Staring at the ceiling, you wondered if you didn't have a purpose. Maybe you were just made because one of the developers got bored of making the same models.

Maybe you were a joke, and then was cast aside cause you weren't funny anymore. But your worst theory was that you did have a purpose, and then your memory was wiped because it was convenient.

Whatever the case, you had Hank and Conner.

Or so you thought.

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