Cogs gently turn and a soft whir starts up as Chip lifts his head, blinking his photoreceptors as his internal components come online. Immediately he could tell something was amiss. His father and brother stood above him with worried expressions, another Walter Worker at the back tapping at a computer, the wires plugged into the ports in the back of his neck, the metallic scar of welding across his face, the unfamiliar green of his right eye. Fletcher smiles at him, tears in his eyes as he places his hand on his shoulder.
"It's okay, Chip. You're alright now. Just- take some time to set yourself back up, we have...a surprise of sorts for you."
He looks sideways at Data, giving his other "son" a cheery grin as he stands and backs away a little.
"And don't you tell him either!"
He steps backwards and quietly addresses the other Walter Worker, leaving the two brothers alone. Data kneels next to Chip, handing him a clean shirt to put on.
"What do you remember?"
"Huh?"
"What...what year is it to you?"
Chip pauses for some time, gears turning in his head as he tries to remember through the blanks in his memory.
"I...I dunno. All I can remember is-"
Glitched images flash in his mind, terrible images of darkness, blood, a black cat, coupled with screeching sounds of crying, laughter, a demonic whisper. The images fade away, Chip staring blankly in horror.
"...Noffin. I remember noffin."

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