Malignant Page #3

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Don't make me come in there!

You want another treatment?!

It's okay.

Sorry about that.

God!

Wha... what... what...

What are you gonna do?

You were wrong about lobotomies.

- No.

- They mess you up.

They change you.

I can still remember who I am,

or at least who I was.

I remember what I decided to do,

and that's to kill you.

Oddly,

I don't feel like there's

anything to hold me back.

I'm trying to help you!

And now I'm going to help you.

- I don't need your help.

- It's already been done.

I've already been cured!

It didn't go deep enough.

Hmm.

Hmm.

- Hello.

- Thank God.

I... I've been worried

sick trying to reach you.

- Where are you?

- I'm in the desert.

You're still there?

My car is stuck.

Can you come help me?

Sure. Send me the pin

of your location.

Allex!

Hey.

What he do to you?

It involves an ice pick.

You're coming with me.

- No.

- I'm serious.

With that thing out,

no one's controlling me anymore.

Allex, I want to help you.

Then follow me.

Where the hell is your car?

Over the Ridge.

Did you find out where

those things came from?

I've been trying.

They're comprised of a bunch

of different components,

most of them manufactured in Asia.

Who put it together?

- I don't know.

- Your guy, I guess.

What are you gonna

do if he comes back?

He's not coming back.

So don't expect to be

shipping any more orders.

You lied to me when

I came to see you.

No, I didn't.

I didn't know what

was happening to you

had anything to do

with those disks,

not until you showed me the

one that you took out.

Don't act so innocent.

I'm not acting innocent.

I just designed them to

his specs last year.

I didn't know what they did.

- You volunteered me.

- No, I didn't.

He thought experimenting on you

was some type of reward for me.

He's a sick f***!

F***!

Allex. This isn't you.

Ow.

Allex. Help me.

Help me!

Where are you going?!

Allex?!

Allex, you're not a murderer!

It isn't you, Allex!

Help me!

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