"I think we'll be..."

"Best friends"

*you say this together. Their control seems to have reached your brain... they are like a hivemind... him and the flower... but it seems I am too far gone... I just hope she... hears the word and... escapes... never to see me again. That's the best outcome.*

*from a distance a figure watches. He can hear everything. For it is part machine. He knows what he must do. And yet... he's afraid to... afraid to see his creator after... after what he had done to his creators family... the cyborg alien talks to himself*

That man... his determination and persistence even after all he's been through... it's... admirable...

But it's worth a shot... I must redeem myself and help put an end to this. I have grown a mind of my own... my body... however... is old... maybe if I can gain his trust he can fix me. My disheveled body. Maybe he can end my constant hunger. Maybe he can make me a new face... I look... no... I am... a monster. But this "thing" has done much worse than I have.

*the monster goes back to his cave. He's been feeding off of small rabbits and mice. Not nearly enough to sustain himself... but deer have started avoiding this area and he cannot... and will not... eat the forbidden fruit again. Never again. He must act fast if he wants to save more people than he's killed*