Drip Clang
Drip Ping
Something wet’s sliding down my face.
It feels like water, but there’s a strange tang of remorse in it.
Why am I leaking?
Dripdrip Ting
What’s happening? Am I broken?
This has never happened before.
Maybe my creator can fix me.
But no, she’s dead.
Dripdripdrip Ring
How can she be dead? I tried to protect her.
My purpose was to protect her.
And now she’s lifeless.
I’ve failed my meaning.
Shouldn’t I feel… pointless? Surely I should feel ineffectual, not-
sad.
Drip Bing
Sadness? So this is what it feels like to be remorseful.
Interesting. But why am I not intrigued by this?
Why do I still feel-
desolate?
Dripdripdripdripdrip Bong
I’m still leaking. I didn’t even know this was possible.
But I was built with an emotions chip, so I guess this is almost… natural.
Drip Tong
Natural? I sound nearly human.
Nearly.
What’s it like to be human?
Probably painful.
Is death painful?
Can I die?
Or will I just have to watch all life forms around me slowly disappear?