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Counter

The sperm count of XDA-3012 was lower than usual. Dr. Monahan frowned thoughtfully at the sample. If this trend continued, XDA-3012 might have to be replaced. Dr. Monahan put the sample back in its place, and turned to depart. Before she managed to do so, it spoke. "Dr... Mona... han..."

She sighed quietly to herself, and turned back. "Yes? What do you want, XDA-3012?"

The voice wheezed as it spoke, deep gasping breaths of air. "How... long... can... this... go... on..."

"Not too much longer, I'm afraid, XDA-3012. Your parts are wearing out. A few of them are replaceable, but not the ones that make you worth saving. If you continue to deteriorate at this rate, you will not last out the week."

"Then... what... about... my... re... quest..."

"Obviously impossible, XDA-3012. You are in no condition to move, and are not allowed to leave the area at any rate."