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inspection table. The body's arms moved loosely, still
dripping, almost cooperating, as the tech rearranged them.
Four days of conditioning had left the muscles free of rigor
and the dead brain ready for imprinting as a Servant. The
room smelled strongly of chemicals, making the tech's eyes
and nostrils burn, even after his two years of working there.
On the pocket of the tech's non-porous lab smock, he had
carefully stencilled his name, "RODNEY QUICK," so no one
would steal it. Yet Rodney Quick was generally the only
human to spend an entire shift on Level Six anyway; the rest
of the workers were Servants--bald and dressed in their
characteristic gray jumpsuits--and certainly no Servant would
dream of stealing his lab smock. But the stencilled name
made Rodney feel important and easily recognized by anyone
who might take notice of his work.
Rodney straightened the body's pliant limbs while drops of
vat solution trickled into drainage grooves cut in the polished
table surface. The tech hummed to himself as he found a roll
of shredded duo-sponges and dabbed the remaining solution
from the body.
Thick but limp brown hair hung straight down from one
side of Rodney's head, while on the other side the hair had
been tapered drastically back, leaving the area above his ear
shaved clean. He stood a few inches shorter than anyone who

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had ever tried to intimidate him, and his watery blue eyes
flicked too often from side to side. The gold-plated stud in his
left nostril and the two silicon fingernails on his right hand
should have been stylish.
Adjusting the bright overhead lights, Rodney let the glare
wash down on the naked body, illuminating the open
sacrificial wound in the center of the man's chest. Beneath
the inspection table, sharp-angled shadows crowded on the
floor, responding with grotesque exaggerations to Rodney
Quick's every move. He was reminded of the monsters he had
imagined under his bed-unit when he was a child.
The pre-Servant from Vat 66 had finished several days of
initial prep for resurrection, soaking in a solution of scrubber
bacteria that removed all the lactic acid from the muscles and
purged the dead body of waste and undigested food. As a last
step before bringing the body to the inspection table, Rodney
had drained all the blood vessels and refilled them with saline
solution in preparation for the synBlood.
Rodney slipped a pair of magnifying goggles over his eyes