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again.
    “You know how the system works.” He laughs.
    “So do you.” I smile.
    “I take it you don’t remember what happened?” He says in the same sarcastic voice.
    “No.” I reply as I realize that my memory has gone blank after the shooting of Padd in his cabin. “What did I miss?”
    “Right now, your mind is protecting you. If I tell you, you will probably go into shock.” He tells me.
    Since my capture by the Hven army, there’s not a lot that hasn’t already been done to me. But somehow this was different. Something had been done to me that was so horrible that my medic is trying to avoid speaking about it.
    “I was raped?” I ask him.
    He pauses for a moment before telling me. “You will be.”
    So it wasn’t rape. Something else has been done to me.
    “How much of your situation are you aware of?” He asks me.
    I take a moment to consider the fact that I’m still alive. “I’m annoying enough that they want to do horrible things to me but not annoying enough to kill.”
    “That’s one way of looking at it.” He smiles at me. Properly, for the first time. There is some humour in his eyes which was absent before. “You know that Vinn is furious with you right?”
    “Of course.” I laugh with him now. Clearly, he’s heard about what happened to Padd.
    “Then you’ll know that he isn’t done with you yet.”  His smiles wryly.
    “Look, I know that you’ve seen too much.” I tell him. “But I need to know. If you don’t tell me, it eases your conscience but it makes no difference to my situation.”
    “Then I will tell you what is done to every girl that has been selected by the army.” His voice is gentler than it was before.
    “Which is?” I ask him.
    “They are sterilized.” He explains.
    So this is what he was trying to avoid telling me. I guess it should have been expected since they were planning on enslaving us sexually. If it was done to all the girls then what was so horrible about what was done to me that he couldn’t talk about it?
    “You did it.” The realization hits me. “You performed the operation.”
    “Yes I did.” He says. There is no shame in his eyes. He has performed the same operation many times before. But he still finds it difficult to talk about what happened. “Look, I don’t think you should try to remember. You’re right. It doesn’t change what happened. If it doesn’t make any difference then it’s better that you don’t remember.”
    Why does he keep saying that? What does he not want me to remember?

Education
    I’m standing in what has now become a familiar position for me – being shackled to the wall by my wrists with my feet barely touching the ground. The girl on the screen is also standing in the same position, except that she’s not watching a screen.
    “Do you know what room this is?” Vinn asks me in the video.
    “Doesn’t make any difference.” I reply on screen. “Whatever you’re going to do to me, it can be done in any room.”
    It’s weird seeing myself. Watching footage of anyone being tortured is disturbing enough but when you are watching yourself being tortured, there are no words to describe it. It’s like having an out of body experience.
    “This is a room that we like to call the interrogation room.” He smiles on the screen. “It is sound proof and the location of it is completely secret.”
    I become aware that the footage is filmed in the same room that I am now being forced to watch it in.
    “Let’s not pretend that you don’t know why you’re here.” Vinn says in the video. “You lost me a good soldier.”
    “You shot him.” I reply on screen, anger seeping into my eyes for the first time.
    “I may have pulled the trigger but you are the real gun.” He replies. “I know how you work. You manipulate people. You give them what they want and then you twist what they give you to bring them around to you.”
    That is an awful assessment of my character that is somewhat closer to the