The essence of every construct resides in their core. A fist-sized stone, carefully saturated with khet, mounted in a walking shell - the vessel through which experience will shape them. Wipe a construct's core - strip all that away - and what's left?It's a quandary that now haunts Samuel's every step. Hundreds of years of life - the chronicle of his experience - taken from him. All that he once was, replaced by visions of two gruesome murders, the...