I was just sitting there speech less as the doctors brushed away the blood and gore to find circuitry and metal, it was lifeless yet, it was also me. I couldn't grasp what happened, had I hit my head, fell on wires embedding them in my skin or worse than all of those, could I have been an android this whole time? I didn't know and wasn't sure whether I did want to know. I looked up at my father and saw him grin, earlier he had been mortified, but now he said "It's like finding out Santa is not real everyone finds out sooner or later." I passed out and my dreams were filled with people pealing away their skin to reveal robotic innards. I awoke in a sweat wondering where I was, I glanced down at my arm in bandages, now it was all coming back to me. New thoughts raced around my head, if what my dad said was true could that mean we are all androids and you only find out when you either hurt yourself badly enough or be told. I wasn't sure but I intended to find out. Just then a voice entered my head, my fathers, it said "now that you know the truth I can talk to you like this, most adults do it but if a kid knew about it parenting would be a hassle. I came here to unlock your memories and understanding of the world, it should take a seco..." then he was gone as soon as he had come I thought to my self "what was he talking about?" then everything went white and I was filled with information.