[Speaking into intercom] Transaction.
Yes?
Two-month supply of vials. Exchange one female. Mint condition. [Turns off intercom, glances at Lucy, then turns on intercom] Near mint condition.
Condition grading requires physical evaluation. Please send her in.
What’s in there?
You’re about to find out.
You’re selling me?
You got problems out here, too, sweetheart. Best you try your luck behind that door. Go on.
Welcome.
What the fudge?
Fudge? There’s no fudge here. Only a General Atomics International Mark 4. That’s what I am. You seem to be a woman.
Please, sir, my name is Lucy MacLean. My dad’s been taken and I- I- I’ve been kidnapped. [Stammers] He’s right outside.
I say, you’ve lost a finger. Ah, that won’t do at all. Let’s get you taken care of. Follow me. Okay. Apologies for the mess. Time flies by lately. Especially since my temporal sensors went out in the Great War. That must have been a week ago, at least. Would you mind taking a seat on that gurney in front of you? Now, what have we here? [Opens drawer to select severed fingers] Too fat, too withered. Ah, this one’ll do it. Eh, you’re lucky I don’t have to use a thumb. Our finger inventory’s in a sorry state. Now, if you give me your hand... Okay, you’re going to feel a slight pinch. [Sews finger onto her hand]
Thank you.
I say.
I really do appreciate this. But listen, a big fish ate my head, and I need my head to get back to my dad...
There now. That’s much better, isn’t it?
Thank you, that… Not a problem. That feels really, really nice.
Now, would you prefer a dressing of high-quality synthetic fibers, classic cotton, or a comforting synthetic-cotton blend?
You have... real cotton?
Of course. Don’t you?
[Sighs softly] Thank you. You know, that... that creature that brought me here, he...
You seem unhappy.
He did not treat me very courteously.
Really?
When I pointed out that he wasn’t following the Golden Rule, he put a leash around my neck and he made me drink from puddle water that I’m pretty sure was just some kind of animal pee.
Well, that is interesting.
And I thought I was here to be a sex slave.
What?! No! What a disgusting idea! [Chuckles] I’m simply going to harvest your organs.
Huh? [Snip-Snip shoots Lucy with a tranquilizer dart, knocking her out]
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