With enough focus, Jon was able to do what the AI's did: move his mind. Now, he was no longer in his body, but in the body of 749, on the ship.
749's body was cold and metallic. It made Jon uncomfortable, but he was willing to deal with it.
Jon sat up. He was laying on a metal bed of some sort. He looked around. Even though he had no eyes, he could still apparently see. There were dozens of other female-shaped robots laying on metal beds all around him.
He stood up and walked around the room, looking for a way out. He couldn't find one. There were no doors or windows. But there had to be some way of getting out. He had to do it soon, too, because he didn't have a lot of time to stop the AI's. If he could destroy the ship from the inside, maybe the AI's wouldn't be able to possess anyone anymore. Of course, Jon wasn't sure if it would work. But it was better than doing nothing.
