Aside from fats, blood vessels, and nerves, I don't know anything else about what's inside Winston's brain.What sort of ideas he was having. What plans does he have? What is his purpose?That's the main thing I wish I knew so I could understand him, but he kept his door locked, not just to his thoughts but also to his heart.I think I will never have the chance to make him open up.I guess it's time to wake up and return to my original place."Don't do anything," he demanded, piercing my ears and striking absurdity in my brain. However, the more stern and obstinate he appeared, the more my expression relaxed as I gave up trying to understand his convoluted line of reasoning."Isn't this a ridiculous request?" I uttered."Yes, it is.""Then why?" I asked one last time."Just please," We both remained silent for a moment before I could hesitantly say, "Okay," and I didn't change the way I looked when I continued saying, "Okay, fine." He asked me to stop asking him questions incessantl
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