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They felt her dry her face, a shaky sigh, and another deep breath. Relieved that this was over, The Core stopped analyzing her thoughts as she left the bathroom, shutting off the light behind herself. Though instead of heading back into Anne’s bedroom, she turned down the stairs. Which… The Core hadn’t seen her do much. She usually didn’t leave Anne’s room for too long, the paranoia of her waking up and Marcy not being there usually got to her and led her back to the room before anything happened. But not this time apparently. Marcy made her way down to the first floor, into the kitchen. A late-time snack perhaps, or whatever else one may need from the kitchen. It’s not like The Core understood the feelings of having a physical body anymore. Most of those who had been assimilated had long forgotten the feelings of hunger and thirst. What it felt like to jitter and shudder, the feeling of cold, hot, and everything in between. Except, she passed the fridge and stood next to the oven.
She grabbed a knife from the knife block.
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Marcy, what are you doing.