Chris, already nervous because of the strange-looking men, did as ordered, and sat on the obsidian slab. It was cold. The slab was deep black, but from a certain angle, you could see purplish glows. He answered the robot.
-The ones from the Orphanage used to keep records on each of our medical conditions. I don't think I have any problems. The Rogues also examined me when I joined them, though it wasn't really exhaustive, but didn't find anything.
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