“The creators can’t know about this”
"The A.I. will probably here about it anyways. I doubt there is anywhere truly private.
“Trayrak, do you mind taking us to the office place again?”
“Sure”, replied Traykar. “Where’d you get that bite mark?”
Knight follows.
“I was attacked by these things but I found out I have powers!”
“What things?”
“What did these things look like?”
“They looked some what like you, but there was a pack of them”
“Evil me’s running around. What has the world come to?”
“I think we should get rid of them first and then help another subjects”
“How would we do that?”
“Use our powers of you have any, as I’m sure we all do”
“I, uh, Don’t think I have any powers.” replied Traykar, as several pairs of eyes lit up in the hallway.
“What are those things?”
“Wait. Do you remember when I told you why I was created?”
“To kill run away test subjects, yea why?”
“What if that’s what these guys are doing?”
Knight stepped forward and pointed his sword. “Reveal yourselves!”
“Oh no, don’t tell me you’re them…”