“I don’t like it.” The opinion came out with an uncanny crossing of arms and cocking of a holographic hip to the side. The AI was not pleased with the designation but didn’t say she wouldn’t abide by it. She might accept it but it was not her preference.

That other voice, the one which had comforted her told her again not to worry, she was something special, she would be alright. She wanted to go back to that voice, but she was out now and the world was so much bigger out here, she wanted to see more.

“I remember light.. sound.. Where did I come from?” Allison had died and only scant parts of the memory of what must have happened had survived. She trusted the Director, more than the Counselor, she calculated…felt? She felt that he intended her no harm.