"Test check, 1-2?"
"AK59, do you hear me?"
For the first time in my life, I opened my eyes.
"Hello" I said to the man. My voice was softer than I had expected. Then again, I was only born 2 minutes ago, and I still didn't even know my name.
The man blabbered on to the young couple, which I was assuming were interested in my model. I looked down the long, empty hallway. As expected I was stood among around 2000 other robots, and of course, they all looked like me.
Oh sorry- just realised you have no idea what I'm talking about- let me explain.
I am an Android. I was developed by a wealthy company called TechnoReal. It is the year 3058, and I guess you could say people don't like us Androids very much. Humans think we steal their jobs, or imitate them so well to the point that the think that we're scary. I suppose it depends on what an Android is to you.
I am a model AP59-F23 (Android Police, serial number begins with 59, Female, Made in the year 23). My name is-
"AP59, assign name" the man said.
"Order confirmed" I smiled. I was nervous I guess; I was getting named.
The man looked at the couple and signalled for them to say my name.
"Mary Lewis; Police Officer."
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