I've been observing Hana in this small room for what I thought felt like eternity. I don't think it's been eternity, though. They added in false memories to give off the impression that she grew up like a normal human being.
It was evident that they rushed in trying to replicate Mary. Hana looked like she was about to keel over at any time, until they gradually began to do various amounts of surgery and modifications. A great amount of small machinery were implanted inside of her body. They needed her to be alive. Just this once.
Within these memories of the various scenes that happened within this small room, I saw suffering. She was forced to remain alive, just for our parents. The addition of these implants gave her the power to control the machinery around her, and as such, the outlashes that I witnessed were the most violent. They put a choker around her neck that connected to her brain in order to regulate these abilities, though. Even then, something like this can't last long enough...
She got homeschooled, over the fear of her reacting violently to other students if she were to attend school. I could see her tired eyes and frail body begging to end this misery she was forced upon - to be someone she could never be, and to never truly be an actual person.
Hana, what did they do to you?
And the last thing I saw was her experiencing what seemed to be a mental breakdown. She curled up, yelling in pain in the small room she was forced upon. Like a machine, she began to speak out a string of numbers, letters, and phrases that showed no meaning.
When the pain looked like it had subsided, she opens her eyes, devoid of any more life she still had. Hana stands up stiff, like an android idling for its orders.
Her autonomy was not hers, but someome else's. The mechanical implants worked against her, forcing to move and think based on what someone wants.
The door opens to concerned scientists. Hana looks over to them with a dead look in the eyes. Bare and live wire, akin to snakes, snuck up behind one of them and electrocuted them. Another one was strangled.
I watched as she runs off like a prisoner performing a jailbreak. It's exactly what she was doing. In her wake, machinery exploded, went haywire, short-circuited. She lept off the nearest window, disappearing and fleeing into the night.
I know Hana is still out there.
"Do you believe she's actually alive?"
Yes. I do.
Someone wants her alive.
You want her alive.
"Do you fear her?"
...
You know,
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't.
"You know you're closer to discovering those missing pieces."
I wish I had more time to think about it.