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"Thank you for getting me the night off. I've never had that before. We had fun together, right? I think I enjoyed it." She'd already explained it to me. Everything she did was a result of her programming. Even when she said loved me, she had manipulated me into ordering her to do so.
"Alison..." I said in desperation.
There was a glimmer of something in her eyes just then. "I know there is someone out there for you. Find her and be happy," she said, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. That was the best she could do without sex mode. Almost like the real her was trapped in that setting on her control pad. No, it was all the real her. Or none of it. Just following programming and orders. She turned and walked away, I watched her leave through the apartment building's front door. And she was gone.
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- COMMENTS
Contrahentover 5 years agoYou write a good story. This is the second story of yours that has left me feeling sad at the end.
Damnit writer person, damnit!
edwards21about 7 years ago"Soon this will all feel like a distant dream. Until then may you rest in a deep and dreamless slumber."
I swear, I almost hate being a fan of Westworld. Makes me feel for the bots a lot more than the humans, even if the humans are the sympathetic characters like in this.
