the address she saw on her visual overlay that indicated it was where the doctor’s office was located. Her mind was on the last meeting. Would the doctor give her information? It was obvious he had to know something about her past. When memories were wiped they were kept on a backup for legal purposes. Automaton’s memories could be used in legal cases since the robot recorded everything they did and all of the interactions they had. It was an unbiased form of evidence that could be used.
If something had happened in her past, he would know about it, and he would tell her. Or better yet, maybe he will show me. Maybe put those memories in? Was he the one that wiped her memory to begin with? She was remembering things now, so either he hadn’t wiped her memory, or some things couldn’t be erased.
The taxi settled outside the doctor’s office. Cass paid him and climbed out. The dust swirled around her as the taxi lifted off, but she could only stand outside and stare at the small brick building. Inside lay all of her answers. She would finally know what was happening to her.
Then what? She wondered. What if the wipe didn’t take and he wants to wipe my memory again?
She reminded herself about the defense system that had been newly activated.
This isn’t getting me anywhere, she thought. Cass forced her feet to obey her command and before long she was tucked inside a corner of the doctor’s office in a plastic chair waiting for Doctor Gerard to see her.
“Cass,” the plump nurse called her from the doorway. Cass followed her down the hall to a different patient room than what she’d been in the other day with Brandon. Cass sat herself in a chair instead of on the table. She didn’t plan on letting Gerard try to check her over. She wasn’t there for that.
“So what can we do for you today?” the nurse asked, looking through the glass computer tablet at Cass’s files. “I don’t see a scheduled checkup for you. Are you experiencing any difficulties concerning the nature of your last visit?”
“Nothing like that. I just have some questions for the doctor.”
“Is it anything I can help you with?” the nurse asked.
“No,” Cass told her. There was more finality in her voice than she’d intended. “I just have some concerns only the doctor can answer.” She added more softly when the nurse scowled.
“Alright, you weren’t on the schedule, so it might take a while,” the nurse said, and left.
Cass was left to her own thoughts for less time than she would have expected. When the door opened, ushering in more noise than the white noise from the speaker above the door, Cass looked up to see Gerard enter.
“What can I do for you today?” he asked cheerfully, shutting the door behind him and setting the glass computer on the counter. He crossed his arms over his chest. “Are you having complications from your injury?”
“Kinda,” Cass admitted. She told him the entire story. She told him about Natalia hitting her with the fire poker. She told him about all of the new programs that had come online at the time. She even told him how she’d been feeling since then. It wasn’t something she’d intended on telling him, it came out when she was talking about what had happened since the accident.
“And then there was this memory that seemed like a dream. I think I belonged to a woman named Olivia Hamilton.” Cass looked up in time to see the doctor shift his weight from one leg to the other and take in a deep, steadying breath. “Is that name familiar to you?” she asked him. “You seem to know about my past. I was bought from here by Natalia, wasn’t I?”
“You were,” Gerard answered her.
“And I was previously owned by Olivia,” she said. “Why did she get rid of me?”
“I can’t answer that,” Gerard said.
“But you know?”
“I know all of the information on the automatons that come through here. It’s how I’m able to treat them. I have to keep detailed records on
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