<strong>Inside the Construct</strong><br/><br/>The man that came thru the door was .. average in appearance. A hispanic man in his mid-20s, brown hair and eyes with a basketball player's build. He was clad in an empty room. He looked at the room curiously as he nodded.<br/><br/>"Back in the construct, didn't expect to see this again. Did I kill Quinine and his crazies? Things are.. a bit fuzzy after that. I take it my android frame is done? I won't suppose that you're fixing it and bringing me online? Or more likely I'm siting in a lab somewhere while folks figure out of the bauble holding my mind and how it work? My brother explained it to me maybe two dozen times? I got no idea."<br/><br/>He paced back and forth.<br/><br/>"Or is this just a new dream taking place? They blur together you know."