[His fingers dig into the coin, trying to re-route his mind, but the programming is burning hot like a brand. The usual chill of his mind is instead molten hot, the snow and ice now knee-deep brine bordering on boiling water. He tries to breathe, but his tongue sits thick and heavy in his mouth. He's not supposed to be able to say no and this is why.
The conditioning makes him want to be frozen, the disobedient Soldier gets locked up.]
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The conditioning makes him want to be frozen, the disobedient Soldier gets locked up.]