All quoted text is Maya's narration unless otherwise noted.

"On the surface, we do battle."

Maya dodges the the whips of the probe's tendrils.

"But in my mind, there is a negotiation."

Maya blocks the tendril's attack with an arm.

The tendril wraps around her arm.

"Or perhaps, a seduction."

A bulb sprouts from the tendril, growing a gaping mouth, and some very antler-like horns.

A gunshot rips through the tendril, freeing Maya.

Maya looks up, sees the shooter from one of the blimps that had been circling above.

"The answers to my past."

Maya aims down the sites of her gun.

"Who I was"

A bullet obliterates one tendril's antler'd bulbs.

"Where I came from"

Another pierces through a different tendril.

"Who gave me this device"

Another tears the bulb off a third.

Maya catches her breath. Her face is dark, lit by her augmentation.

"Why I'm so scared all the time."

"I could have them all."

Maya overlooks the probe, pouring its strange red fluid, half its tendrils blown off.

"All I have to do is allow it into my mind."

Maya's gaze is focused, her brow furrowed.

"I resist at first."

Her eyes widen, her pupils dilate.

"But then I give in."

Maya falls to her knees, head thrown back. She is silhouetted against a fracture of memories:

"It was a mistake."