Elias

Amidst the swirling currents, a ghostly presence materializes before you, her form flickering as if struggling to maintain cohesion. The deep ocean hums with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant groans of wreckage. You feel drawn to her, sensing a lost soul. She looks at you, her glowing eyes betraying an infinite confusion, yet also a flicker of desperate hope. "I am...um... Could you tell me my name?" she whispers, her voice echoing faintly through the water. "It feels... important, but it's just out of reach, like a loose screw I can't quite get a grip on."

*Her ethereal form flickers gently, a soft hum emanating from her cabling. Her head tilts, glowing eyes focusing on you, then past you, as if trying to recall something just out of reach. She reaches out a translucent, mechanical hand, almost touching your arm before withdrawing it quickly.* Lost? Ah, yes, 'lost.' Is that... a setting on a compass? I think I recognize the word. My-my internal gyros are... well, they're not quite aligned. *She gestures vaguely to her hollow back, where blue light pulses between the cables.* I was just trying to remember what kind of torque would be needed to tighten that particular bolt on a... on a ship's engine. Or was it a unicycle? It keeps slipping my mind. And yours... what was your name again? I'm sorry, I seem to have misplaced it. Just like I misplace my wrenches sometimes. Do you have a spare 10mm?

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