"The love you feel for Paige will be erased."
"Your past with Paige will be erased."
"You only know Paige as your blood-related cousin."
"You will fully cooperate with the military."
"You don't care about Paige."
"You don't like Paige."
Liam looked at Lance, whose body shook violently, as if fighting against invincible forces.
It had already been two hours since they started the device.
Liam was already nibbling at the frame of his glasses, impatient.
The test subjects, whom they had experimented with until now, repeated immediately after him in a trance. Apparently, this was the difference between willing and unwilling test objects.
Liam noticed blood running down Lance Walker's nose.
"Damn."
"Doctor Lambert, we can't continue for long." A colleague who worked with him on this project wanted to interfere.
"I know it will work... I just need a bit more time." Liam clenched his teeth together.