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yelped and ducked out of reach.
"Oh," I said. "Sorry."
One thing lay motionless. The other moaned and held its head
and curled up in a ball.
"Oh shit," Pag panted. Blood coursed unheeded from his nose
and splattered down his shirt. His cheek was turning blue and
yellow. "Oh shit oh shit oh shit..."
I thought of something to say. "You all right?"
"Oh shit, youтАФI mean, you never..." He wiped his mouth.
Blood smeared the back of his hand. "Oh man are we in trouble."
"They started it."
"Yeah, but youтАФI mean, look at them!"
The moaning thing was crawling away on all fours. I wondered
how long it would be before it found reinforcements. I wondered
if I should kill it before then.
"You'da never done that before," Pag said.
Before the operation, he meant.
I actually did feel something thenтАФfaint, distant, but
unmistakable. I felt angry. "They startedтАФ"
Pag backed away, eyes wide. "What are you doing? Put that
down!"
I'd raised my fists. I didn't remember doing that. I unclenched
them. It took a while. I had to look at my hands very hard for a
long, long time.
The rock dropped to the ground, blood-slick and glistening.
"I was trying to help." I didn't understand why he couldn't see
that.
"You're, you're not the same," Pag said from a safe distance.
"You're not even Siri any more."
"I am too. Don't be a fuckwad."
"They cut out your brain!"
"Only half. For the epтАФ"
"I know for the epilepsy! You think I don't know? But you were
in that halfтАФor, like, part of you was..." He struggled with the
words, with the concept behind them. "And now you're different.
It's like, your mom and dad murdered youтАФ"
"My mom and dad," I said, suddenly quiet, "saved my life. I
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would have died."
"I think you did die," said my best and only friend. "I think Siri
died, they scooped him out and threw him away and you're some
whole other kid that just, just grew back out of what was left.
You're not the same. Ever since. You're not the same."
I still don't know if Pag really knew what he was saying. Maybe
his mother had just pulled the plug on whatever game he'd been
wired into for the previous eighteen hours, forced him outside for
some fresh air. Maybe, after fighting pod people in gamespace, he
couldn't help but see them everywhere. Maybe.
But you could make a case for what he said. I do remember