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I spent most of today collecting corpses and packing them away. It
felt necessary, and besides, they would have started to stink. I've
seen dead people before and sometimes collected parts of bodies,
but there's nothing quite like hauling corpses like they are cargo.
It was awful work, but also annoying. Messy, difficult, annoying.
Suits getting caught in things, limbs flailing. At least I could
carry them so that no glassy eyes stared at me.
I can turn down the emotional processing pretty effectively when
I need to, but after hours of hauling corpses, I felt pretty
terrible. I checked the feeds and you could definitely tell from my
expression.
I also found another SecBot among the bodies. I did some scans, but
I need to do a proper examination to figure out what happened.
I confirmed that it had discharged its weapons before being taken
out, violently.
I found a safe place to stash myself, backburnered some feeds to
make sure nothing was sneaking up on me and started watching
serials. I need at least half a season of something familiar before
I'm ready to face this awful mess again.
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