This isn't Exactly What I Asked For - Her Own Worst Enemy

She didn't know where she was, at first. Then, as she looked round the room, smelt the antiseptic, her memories returned. There was something strapped to her head, wires leading down from it. A young woman was standing at the end of her bed, a sneer on her face, plumping up a pillow. Her face looked kind of familiar. Surely she couldn't be a nurse, not in that revealing outfit, and with that blue hair and those tattoos and piercings.957Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEeziMEncVm

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"Operation's all over," the young woman said. "Complete success. Be going back home soon."

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She smiled, shifting around in her bed. Apart from the thing attached to her head, she couldn't feel anything untoward. "The surgeons must be good."

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"No surgery involved," the young woman replied.

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"Oh, yes, it's an experimental procedure," she remembered.957Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUukcWluQl4

The young woman laughed. "Never read the small print, did you? Not that you could, with those eyes. Anyway, this clone's got better vision."957Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbF7NtEtnVz

It was then that she realised who the young woman was. "You're -" she began, as the pillow was pushed down on her face.957Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiR34fh5dR1

"Finally you recognise yourself," the young woman said, holding down the pillow until long after the old lady had stopped struggling. "So long, me, and thanks for the memories." She released her grip on the pillow, and removed the woman's headgear. Her old self's face was contorted into a scream.957Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBeXQenWHoZ

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