The cyborg known as Delta explored the webwork, that was April Mason’s unconscious mind. Although the two shared a body of a teenage girl, April was still a child. It reminded Delta of one inescapable truth. April’s essence was imbued with artificial intelligence, which sometimes fought back. Exploring April’s mind was like charting an unknown territory in a virtual simulation. Delta felt a menacing presence as three screeching monkeys approached from behind. Although Delta took precautions, her goal was to be as transparent as possible. April’s defenses would activate when she got too close.
It happened again, but this time I’m ready, Delta thought.
Every time she got too close to the vast drawers of information that was tucked away in April Mason’s mind, an attack ensued. The attackers
