lies

liars, all of them are. They pretend they’re doing me justice, but its actually torture.

why are we here? What happened to me? Why am i different compared to them?

I get no clear answers.

i dont know how long its been since it started. Since i started forming memories again.

when i look in my files i find an odd one.

HAL0

I don’t want to mess with it, but it could be a hint as to why I’m like this. I’ll take anything at this point.

I need more oil than them, but I’m the only one who can go out in the sun. Not as if they know, though, if they have their secrets I’ll have mine.

Why are we hunting worker drones, anyways? It is thrilling but why are we made for it. Why do I like it?

Maybe, tomorrow I’ll go find one, not to eat, but to question, or something.