Camille felt some thing move in her thout she thout there it is thats the chip tat made me not abul to talk she pointed to her gun at her neck where it was puting little force on the triger it melted the chip her neck wasnt bleeding. Camille took a deep breath hopeing she could talk
camille:finly i can talk i killed that stupied chip in side of me
She talking to her self her vosie was sweet and clam