...id “Danger,” which didn’t improve Bonnie’s state of mind in the slightest.
Kim had to use a different card and entry code for this door, plus a retinal scan. One the inside was an antechamber and two more doors. Kim led them through the one on the right, into a corridor lined with doors.
As she passed through the righthand door, Tara noticed that a placard next to it displayed the standard female symbol. I don’t get it, Tara thought. The clones are all of Kim and Bonnie so they are ALL female. What is the other door for?
Kim led them down a few cells and then stopped. “It doesn’t matter which one we pick,” she said. “They’re all the same.”
“The numbering of the cells is fucked up,” Bonnie said, trying to keep her voice steady. “Here’s K45 right next to B19.”
“It’s not the cell, it’s the occupant. That’s Kim-45 and Bonnie-19.”
“Are you fucking serious? They have serial numbers?”
“Of course. How else can you tell them apart? The number is tattooed on their thighs, but I don’t know whether Drakken did that or the people here. So which do you want to check out?”
“K45,” Bonnie said. “I’m not ready to meet one of mine yet. If ever....