This body isn't the body I was born in. My consciousness is stored on a piece of tech in the back of my neck. It's a metal disc in my vertebrae, called a cortical stack. At the moment, the only people I'm aware know about this are you, me, and John. I don't know if John's told anyone else. I don't know if anyone else could sense it the way he did.
If I die, I need you to check if it's still there. If it is, I need you to take it out and keep it safe.
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If I die, I need you to check if it's still there. If it is, I need you to take it out and keep it safe.