[Sarah hasn't been in a room with more than two clones, each of them different from their mannerisms to their choice of clothing. She continues to listen, distancing herself little by little to where her walls are up again. It's a subject she doesn't like to think about; if she's just a copy of the original person her genes were taken from. Then again Dr. Leekie viewed each clone as an individual person, as precious as a child.
His style of caring was creepy and was more observation than anything else. Using people to monitor them. Sarah's only lucky she didn't have one. Granted, she had one when she pretend to be Beth, but sadly, Paul didn't know the true purpose of monitoring her. They were all being used by a sick mad man.]
...In the end who won? The original or the duplicates? [Would her life someday be thrown away like a piece of paper, only to be replaced by another 'her'?]
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His style of caring was creepy and was more observation than anything else. Using people to monitor them. Sarah's only lucky she didn't have one. Granted, she had one when she pretend to be Beth, but sadly, Paul didn't know the true purpose of monitoring her. They were all being used by a sick mad man.]
...In the end who won? The original or the duplicates? [Would her life someday be thrown away like a piece of paper, only to be replaced by another 'her'?]