It's strange, but it was similar to muscle memory. Like my body already knew what to do, because in my mind, that was what I was doing, except in reality, I was brainwashed and killing someone. Not realizing it until after being deactivated and seeing the blood or brain matter or whatever.

[ Natalia lays her head back against the sofa and stares up at the room's ceiling. ]

Are you planning on staying here or getting redeemed? Assuming that part wasn't a lie and that the experiment is one without an end date.