I quickly tell the man about my memory problems, telling him I have no idea who I am.
"Oh, that's common in cases like yours," the man began "basically we look for people who are dispensable for projects like these.
"What do you mean dispensable?" I asked, wondering why I was chosen.
"Well let's see here," the man said as he activated a computer on his wrist. "Your name is Megan Corren, 18, from Earth. Your single and living with your parents. Not a lot of friends as you prefer to spend your days watching awful science fiction movies from the 80's. You would go unoticed if you left mysteriously and those that did remember you were taken care of."
As the man says these things my memory starts coming back, not a lot of it but some. How dare he criticize my favorite movies!
"Hey you don't see me criticize your life, don't you?" I shout, "At least tell me why I'm naked?"
"Oh, that one's simple, our teleporter can't take inorganic materials, it's a huge design flaw," the man explained, "The good news is we will provide the clothes you need for project 01Q."
I felt relieved that I wouldn't be naked forever, but was more curious what project 01Q was. Before I could ask the man whisked me away into a...
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