so i am lying on my back in a cold room with my feet rubberbanded together so i don't move them (which is probably necessary as i am a foot wiggler), breast exposed, my arm above my head in a brace, after being positioned in careful alignment with my previous self, my tiny tattoos lined up with the image projected on my body by the giant machine looming over me. then everyone else disappears into a radiation-proof room while the machine moves around me, shooting electrons at me as i try to stay very, very still.
i don't like it when the technicians disappear. if i am ever abducted by aliens, i think this is what it would be like.
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