Chapter 29: Gen 6
May woke up and looked around, disgusted to see she was still alive. She was sleeping in some old maintenance area where the life-support system hummed loudly. The white noise was the only thing that could let her sleep anymore.
She propped herself up woozily, pulled out her knife and tried to s***h her wrist.
It met resistance. A field of light and color appeared and stopped the blade mere millimeters from her skin, making it clink as if it struck marble.
May grunted with frustration. Oh well, that was enough for her daily suicide attempt. She pulled the rags closer to her, it was cold and she hadn’t slept well. There was a stench, but it had long stopped bothering her.
She looked at her nails. They were broken and filthy. She started cleaning the dirt under her nai
