The Intruder - (short story)
[ random piece of writing - googleplier backstory ? ]
It’s been years. How many; I do not know. I was told to reconnect contact with the head supervisor immediately in case of emergency. But.. The head supervisor is dead. How.. did that happen? I can’t seem to remember. I’ll need to check my memory banks for malfunction. ..If I can even remember how to do that.
The AI looked at his surroundings. He was still in the lab. A fact which baffled him. Last he remembered, there was an intruder on the loose in the department. The only thing really of value worth stealing was, well, him. Yet there he stood; powering on slowly in a lab since abandoned.
Nothing appeared to be out of place. Aside from chairs knocked down in what seemed to be a rush or a struggle. Was the intruder an aggressor? He couldn’t help but hope that everyone survived.
Suddenly, he could feel motion returning to his body. Turning his hand to and from a fist. And then he lifts up that hand into eye sight.
Blood. There was blood on his hand. Blood on the next. Panic set into his mind and his eyes dropped immediately.
It was the head supervisor. Blood was everywhere. On his clothes, on the floor, and the splash of it was so violent that there was blood on the walls and desks.
--- System Reboot Started -- 10% ---
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--- System Reboot -- 50% ---
Dress shoes clinked along the lab floors. The sound echoed in a way the he knew was unnatural.
--- System Reboot -- 75% ---
--- System Reboot -- 80% ---
--- System Reboot Complete ---