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My Little Moron Indiana One The voice sounded like a turret. Hello? The Sphere looked around nervously.  The last time he'd been awake, he had been in something called a 'lab'.  He was definitely not in the 'lab' now.  This room was much bigger, and much brighter, and he suddenly realised he was now suspended high in the air.  He wondered how he was managing to do that.  He was sure he couldn't fly.  He hoped he wouldn't fall.  Once he had fallen off a table, and broken his optic.  He hadn't been able to see for days, and it had been bloody frightening. Is anyone there? The turrets said that too, the Sphere remembered.  Why was a turre