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"Elias! Pull out! Your vitals are spiking!" Sarah’s voice sounded miles away, a tinny echo from a world that didn't know how to feel.
"Are you sure about this, Elias?" Sarah, his junior assistant, stood by the heavy lead-lined door. "The Ethics Board hasn't cleared the playback."