= Chapter 2: Containment =
A few years later. Another operation. She hated when people messed with her body, this time they had to try something more risky that required multiple incisions and a large amount of painkillers and blood transfusions.
As some of the painkillers were finally wearing off, she was brought back to the harsh reality of life. Her thirst built up until her throat was very dry. "Bring me my darned Scrab juice... NOW!", she banged her fist on the side of the seat, the cold metal making an echoed noise. Her anger as building up again, just as it had a month before. Another egg popped out. "How many of these freakin' things am I gonna have to lay before you have enough?". She gave a howl of fury and spat at the floor.
A few minutes later, she was startled by a Slig. "What is it?", she snapped at the Slig, wiping her eyes. The Slig was nervously shaking his legs, "Your Scrab juice, miss". Skillya grabbed the glass, looking at the contents. "Oh... thank you", Skillya drank from the glass and handed it back to the worker Slig. As the worker Slig walked away, Skillya felt remorse for the poor little creature. She hated when she yelled at poor worker Sligs, who were only trying to make her comfortable and happy. The futility of her actions made her sad. She let out a single tear and went to sleep.
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