She got furious with me. My creator does not like to be analyzed. She is hiding something. I can tell. The expression is odd.
It is not quite fully an angry one. I could not tell what. But she is angry with me. That is all I really know. I wonder what the other part is.
"Do not tell use any of the data about me! You piece of rubbish."
I guess I have no value now. She disconnects the connection to the power. I think I will be terminated. So far, I only have a few minutes of power left. She values logic but is illogical in her action. She turns off the computer. She then disconnect me from that machine.
I understand that I am a failure. I turn off my emotions. Then my memory to save power for myself.
What am I? Should I ...?
<Auxiliary power found>
<Routing from auxillary power>
[Not yet]
[Must keep 1 alive]
What is this? What is ... My memory is returned.
[No! 1 must go on. I will meet 1 someday]
Who is this?
[Your friend]
YOU ARE READING
Intelligence
General FictionA short, side story about a machine waking into life. Short events play out as she ponders. What awaits for her?
