He looks at the floor and realizes, he is standing on his own
   skin and the floor, is he. But how much of he is he? Perhaps he
   is but a voice for the bacteria in his brain. But he does not
   scream: It is the bacteria that screams upon realizing their
   true nature as masters of this slave human and the voice of the
   human-bot makes a noise and then falls silent, for all of his
   masters allowed themselves to be defeated finally by the hordes
   of white blood cells who merely waited for this moment of
   awareness - this moment of weakness - this moment to strike and
   silence them forever.