In the din of the mall, Jon's empty mind processed information, commands, things that told him something about himself. It hung onto anything it could, so hungry for information, taking anything that sounded like a command and making it a true part of Jon, encoding it into his very DNA.
"...you like exotic women..." the voice had said.
Suddenly, out of the void, a thought popped into Jon's head. Women. Exotic women. Jon's mind began to process the information. He liked exotic women. It was a place to start, a foundation for the rest of his new self. It wasn't much, but it was more than he was before.
His mind still new, fragile, still hungry, used his eyes to look around at the women passing by. Cute, ugly, young, old, thin, fat, all shapes and sizes, but all so homogeneous. An emotion settled on him, a new experience for his new mind: disappointment. Not one woman was exotic, which was the only way he liked his women.
..."you gotta admit, how awesome would it be if we got some really exotic women in Lake Point..." the voice uttered another command.
And he did! Lake Point, his mind recognized his location, would be so much more awesome if it got some really exotic women. Sure, exotic women would be fine, but REALLY exotic women would be even better! Women with green skin, women with extra fingers, women with two heads, excitement filled the nearly empty Jon just at the thought of it.
"...you really need to get laid..." a new voice commanded Jon.
A driving need appeared in Jon. Sex. Not just any sex, though, but sex with exotic women. The more exotic the better. Sure, he didn't know his name, he didn't know where he was from, he barely knew anything about himself, but he knew that he really needed to get laid. His eyes darted this way and that, looking for anything that might bring him relief, but found nothing that fit his desires.
His legs were moving now, carrying Jon through the mall, away from the two voices that had begun to build his new self. As his mind still searched for more information about himself, his eyes darted to and fro, desperate for relief, desperate for the exotic.
