a clockwork heart;
Failed, no signs of vitality.
Still no change, not a gear has moved.
Listen, this is pointless.
Hold on... something's changed.
Half a circle, nearly an impulse.
A beating is being fixated. End the manipulation.
She was gone, and now she's back. Marissa, they named her at the lab. An experiment on a broken down robot found in the highly radioactive wrecks of the good old sugar factory nobody would have ever suspected. So many attempts of creating artificial intellect; and it was only a matter of a simple clockwork mechanism. But Marissa is capable of more than they think. She can feel. And it hurts.
proceed to control panel.