Of all scenarios, I did not predict was I would see.
My review would've been a huge towering bouncer or two guards with the latest AKs standing at each post of my door.
Then, on the lighter side, maybe a maid or so bringing in food and leaving behind a message that says, ‘Get ready’
.... But what entered my cell was a doll!
Yep, a doll. And to further crash all our hopes for getting information, the admins did not bother covering up their parts or making them look more class-like the type of AI in X-Machina, Terminator, or the Matrix... Even robocop would've been preferable.
What I saw was moving scrap. The kind you would not feel bad about even though it was about to be sawed into two.
I for one, could batter it up if it was installed with a Human-robot interaction... Or Emotional contagion. I would not feel a thing!
That shows the sort of disappointment I felt then.
And this robot... Acted as a maid! it pushed in a cart with food and a protein smoothy.
I couldn't even bring myself to say thanks. I gulped the noodles and scrambled eggs with a slice of bacon