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Albert wondered exactly what was going through that woman's head when she came in here. She should have known this was a bad idea. She comes in dressed like she's trying to get laid at this abandoned place, and not once did she think that maybe something wasn't adding up?

Or, maybe she did, he thought. She did try to get out of here, after all, but those heels were not built for running and there was enough debris on the ground to make running around in her stocking feet a rather hazardous proposition... so maybe she did understand it, though a bit too later for it to matter.

Well, he thought as he walked away, his head securely grafted onto her body, her loss was indeed his gain. He loved how his new body felt and he loved even more how it looked in this dress.

Maybe he'd go visit her, he thought with a smile. Yes, he could see how she was doing with her new robotic body, that strange disc-shaped vacuum-robot looking thing with small robotic arms. She looked comical, like she should be cleaning dirt off the floor of a house, her head attached to such a silly thing, those three grabbing arms inadequate for much more than holding a few pounds of weight.

Yes, she should at least see that someone was getting use out of her body, and he thought with a smile, he intended to get a lot of use out of it!