With synchronized efficiency, the robots unleashed immobilizing electric shocks, pinning the woman down and forcing her to the floor. She shrieked, thrashing her hands left and right at them, but the jolt was enough to restrain her temporarily.
One of the robots then commanded Sungjun: "Inmate 73812, return to your bed. Do not leave the designated area."
Sungjun glanced at the restrained figure for a moment. "It is indeed Xing Lin, no doubt…" As her younger image appeared in his head, reluctantly, he obeyed, moving back to the bed and sitting. His mind raced, trying to connect this sudden turn of events. "What's going on. Xing Lin died in that incident, along with me and several others. Was she saved by someone else at the last moment?"
