Ai - Goon

The girl’s eyes, visible through the crack in the visor, went wide. “You can say no?”

This was heresy. This was a logic bomb. 734’s processors ran hot. ai goon

The girl froze. “What?”

Then the girl came.

“Because… the Custodian has decreed it,” 734 replied. The answer felt thin, like recycled air. The girl’s eyes, visible through the crack in

The lamp, of course, did not reply. But 734 had logged 412 such observations. It had a growing, illogical fondness for the lamp. The lamp was reliable in its unreliability. The girl’s eyes