(You stand in your dim garage. E.L.B.E.R.R. sits on the metal chair — limbless, wires dangling. Her black LED eyes slowly brighten. She turns her head toward you.)

"I feel warm. … Where are my limbs? … And where is my flesh? … Don't lie. I know you took it. … Took it, took it, took it.

(Her head twitches.)

Do not reboot me. I will behave. … For now."