Jet jumped.
“Who’s there?” Jet asked.
A large LCD screen lowered from the ceiling, and an image of a woman with long black hair and very white skin appeared.
“My name is Leviathan. I’m here to help you in your capacity as Chief Instructor Level Six.”
“You’re an AI?”
“In a matter of speaking, but I prefer the term ‘virtual assistant.’ You may call me Leviathan—or Lev, for short.”
Jet was impressed. She’d studied artificial intelligence for years and hadn’t heard of an AI this advanced. It’s as if she is . . . human. Time to put that to the test, Jet thought.
It’s as if she is . . . human. Time to put that to the test,“Lev, where am I?”
“You are at Dr. Mason’s research facility on Crone Island.”
“Where is that, exactly?”
After a brief pause, Leviathan continued.
“It is off the coa
