"It was almost six months of physical therapy," she answered. "But it was worth it. I can use my new arms better than I could use my old ones." She opened up the file and said, "Now, I'm sure that you're wondering how you're going to be transformed. Its different for everyone. Now let's see, you are going to be changed into..." she looked through the papers. "A robot."
"A robot? What sort of robot?"
"There are many kinds of robots, both humanoid...they call those Androids, and not. The process is actually quite fascinating though. They inject you with nanites, and the process can be completed on an entirely outpatient basis."
Jon frowned. "What..." He began, but was interrupted by a man coming in and giving Jon a shot in his arm without preamble. His words came out slurred as he tried again, and he was distantly aware that he was falling over before everything went black.
