Neuron

Hissing. Crackle. The soft den of air condition and labratory machinery fills the room. Is it on? It's on. Footsteps. I believe it's hearing us. Yes? Hello there Tobias. This is Dr. Charles. I have my assistant PhD student Tammy here with me. What? Where am I? I can't feel-I can't move. That's quite impressive. How do you know how limbs feel? Or to speak even. What? What are you talking about? Was I in a coma? muttered hasty speech. Hello? Tobias, could you elaborate on that? How do you know what a coma is? A coma? Duh... I was-last thing I remember was... Wait, didn't I die? I was at the hospital. Didn't you say these neurons were lab grown? Yes sir. I specifically ordered lab grown neruons. I knew that soemthing was wrong with this batch-they have been consuming at a much higher caloric intake. What the heck? Who are you people? Why- Now Tobias... I need you to calm down. You calm down! I'm stuck in a machine or whatever this is. Let me out now. I'm fine. Toby, can I call you Toby? Sure whatever... Toby, this may be difficult to hear but... well, I believe your organs were sold to us undr false pretense. We specifically requested lab grown neurons and not natural ones. But I can get off this life support, right? I'm on life support? The hum of the air condition is all that is heard for some time. Light sobbing sounds. Footsteps. Tobias, I'm sorry to tell you this but you're in a computer case... That's all that's left of you. We're conducting an experiment with computer chips and neurons, and this wasn't supposed to happen, frankly. The hum of lab equipment. You mean I have no body? Then, how am I- You're inside a special case where a broth is pumped through to sustain the neurons. A chip allows you to interface with the software we're communicating to you through. That's sounds complicated. Precisely. Can you put me in a new body? I'm sorry but we're not that far along yet... If we turn off the computer you cease to exist.