"It's ... not quite a swap. I don't know exactly how it works, I just know that it's a system the Monicans have had in place for -" For how long, exactly? She wasn't sure. How many times had they brought her back? When was the first? Everything was fuzzy, like trying to remember your first steps, or the first book someone ever read to you. "- quite a while. They keep our DNA stored in a secure facility called The Relical, and when someone dies, their DNA gets recycled. Cloned again. You wake up just like it's a new day, and usually they take the memories of how you died. You just ... remember up to a certain point, then nothing. It keeps the people that have been brought back a lot from - oh."

The drink was starting to make her warm, and she pressed her hands to her cheeks.

"From losing their minds."