"Hivemind." That sounds a lot like the network that she remembers Sylens describing. An invisible net stretching between machines--computers. How could there be one between people? She takes another breath and nods, trying to build up mental walls. As she focuses, she finds it's much like filtering excess noise, something she's learned to do since she was a child. This is new. It takes effort. Concentration.

"A network. That's so... It doesn't make sense." Aloy shakes her head. "Who are you? Where am I?"