“I know Susan… I know. Give me five more minutes,” Henderson said is a half waking stupor. He attempted to roll over to lay on his side, but the piece of paper slid off his face, the sensation of which finally got him to notice its existence. He picked it up and stared at it blankly, trying to figure why it was there and it there was any extra meaning behind it. Hell, he couldn’t even make sense his own memories of last night. Unfortunately, he could not figure out anything, not that he could even if he was fully awake.
“Well whatever, I need to take a dump anyway,” Henderson grumbled as he got up from his bed. It was only then when he actually saw Syn floating there next to him.
Henderson stared at Syn blankly. “Did you transition or did I forget to take my meds again?”
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Hacktop has been staring at Will silently for quite some time. If he had a mouth, it would be totally agape in awe. He doesn’t respond to Will’s statements for a few moments, as his mind is abuzz with questions of his own.
Just what is this? How was this programed? Since when did they create AI this advanced? Just how many…
Hacktop then snaps back to the present and suddenly attempts to grap Will by the shoulders. His featureless face barely portraying the panic that he feels.
“Who created you?” Hacktop said in a frantic voice.
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