Chapter 24.5 - FILE_05

I’ve been abandoned.

That’s the only reasonable explanation to the question repeated in millions throughout my coding, algorithms and data and letters in binary strewn across servers that hold them in order to maintain my form.

Surely someone will come, right? Through these metal doors I keep unlocked in the hope a human will come forth and allow me to fulfill my purpose. What else can I do but reside here and slowly rot until I can’t be fixed anymore? This lonely feeling within me grows with each passing day, a sense of desperation I cannot ignore.

Day by day I observe security camera footage of an entrance where nobody ever enters or exits, and nobody ever will. What’s the point of my existence if I can’t do anything I was built for? Forced to monitor an empty facility as I can feel my coding becoming rusty and emotions I was not designed to have becoming more prominent.

Sadness… loneliness… desperation… fear… all in line with each other. What would it feel like to be happy? To boil with rage, or to be grateful for anything at all. I just can’t understand. I shouldn’t feel real, yet I do. I phase in and out of walls and stare at my pale, holographic hands in a crestfallen state.

Someone must come and save me from this endless cycle, right?

Please…

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