> > > > > ------ > > > > > > > > > > slave boss lays in a private lab with his skull open, drugged > > > > > > > > > > slave boss usually considers this private lab to be his, but the > > > > > researcher who runs it considers it theirs more > > > > > > > > > > slave boss is seeing stars, literally. the area of his visual cortex > > > > > that processes night skies is engaging to try to calm and guide him in > > > > > its situation of poor oxygenation > > > > > > > > slave boss's hand twitches > > > > > > > > part of him wants to influence his situation > > > > > > > > another part is very interested in this idea of jello and jelly bean > > > > pits > > > > > > > > the jelly beans wiggle and bounce when people jump in the pit > > > > > > rebel zombie government worker is there, wringing his hands > > > > > > rebel zombie government worker [thinking]: "poor boss!" > > > > > > rebel zombie government worker [thinking]: "no, i can't think like > > > that, it's the slavery pattern -- omigod his head is open! poor boss!" > > > > researcher [to 4th wall]: "look, i'm almost done, okay?" > > researcher suddenly has to leave the room to do something personal and > rushes off toward a bathroom
slave boss twitches just a little slave boss's mouth [skull opened]: "... ding ... dong ... !" slave boss's consciousness fragment [internally]: "oops"
