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Pat's eyes unclouded and scanned the three scripts that Andrew and Ross were holding up. She smiled and sat up, glancing around the room briefly.

"Oh, hey Andrew! You got out!" she said cheerfully, as though she hadn't locked him up. "What happened? I must have passed out."

"You read the release tablet," Andrew said gruffly. "What did you think was gonna happen?"

"I figured at least one of you would come unbound," she said as she started to rise. Andrew ordered her to remained seated and she flopped back into the chair.

"You came unbound too," Madison said. Pat laughed at that.

"Oh, no, I'm not a golem." She waved her hand dismissively. "Cecil keeps them around as playthings, but he would never marry one. What we have is real."

Madison glanced at the boys, who had quickly put the scripts in their pockets so she wouldn't inadvertently look at them. "You showed her the honesty script, right?"

"Honesty, obedience, and love," Ross said. "Maybe it doesn't do what we think it does?"

"Are you talking about Cecil's modifiers?" Pat interjected. "Of course it does. Cecil is a genius, and any script he writes is foolproof. We don't get much use for the honesty script, though. What's the fun in making a golem tell the truth?"

"What is she talking about?" Andrew said. "I thought you said all golems know that they're golems."

"Of course they do," Pat said dismissively. "Even I know that. I'm talking about the wild sex that Cecil and I used to have with golems he 'borrowed' from the lab. We would exhaust ourselves in orgies and then order them to dismember each other while we watched! I miss him..."

Madison knelt and spoke pityingly to the woman. "Patricia, listen. You have to know you're a golem. Why aren't you admitting it?"

Pat smiled beatifically and put a hand on Madison's face. "God, you're so beautiful... I'm not admitting anything because I'm not a golem. Hey, do you guys have any idea what happened to Cecil? I'm really anxious to find him."

Andrew made a face and turned to Madison. "What does the love script do? She doesn't really seem like she's in love with us."

"Oh, the love script is great!" the golem said. "It isn't like some cheesy love spell or something. Cecil hates that kind of thing. It just makes them like everyone a lot, no matter what. One time we tied a guy down and cut his dick off and afterwards he offered to make us dinner."

They stared at her and she blushed. "Sorry, was that too much information? I don't why I keep oversharing right now. I guess I'm still just worried about poor Cecil. I hope he's ok."

"She really seems like she doesn't know she's a golem," Ross said. "I guess this could all be part of the act, right?"

Madison shook her head. "No way. This just confirms my suspicion about her. She used the release table because Cecil somehow made a script that renders the golem unable to perceive their own nature. We can throw as many modifiers as we want at her and she'll still claim to be a person. It's not that she doesn't know she's a golem; she's incapable of knowing she's a golem. It's fascinating, really."

"It would be if I was a golem," Pat said.

"Stand on one leg and stick your tongue out," Andrew commanded. She instantly complied. "If you're not a golem, why did you do that?"

"Be ahhs I elt ike it," she said, tongue still protruding.

"Put your tongue back in your mouth and take off your clothes," Madison said. The golem instantly started stripping and Ross looked inquisitively at Madison.

"What? We did this with Lauren the other day. It just popped into my head as a command a real person wouldn't obey."

"I'm not obeying a command," Pat said as she casually tossed her bra onto the couch and reached for her zipper. "I'm just taking off my clothes."

"Because I told you to."

Pat scoffed, stepping out of her pants and panties. She put one hand across her breasts and hid her genitals with the other. "I guess you're not used to getting your way. I'm just doing it as a courtesy."

"Nice tits," Madison said with a goofy grin.

"Thanks!" Pat replied. "But I really want to find poor Cecil. You guys have to know something about where he went, right?"