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White Moon Cascade
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"But if it was a trial, why would they wipe my memories and delete the old versions? Why alter Karen and Akane's memories?"" You ask.
Mr Munroe sighed. "If you really... if there really was a death, they could have panicked and tried to cover it up, removing as much evidence as they could..."
You look away, frowning. It makes sense. "I found my old self on the terminal, but they were corrupted. Talking to them crashed the terminal, but they seemed lucid enough. They were... screaming in pain, begging for their life. I saved an archive of them, but that doesn't change the fact that someone tried to kill them. Wait... why wouldn't they just delete them, then? Why take such half-measures? Were they TORTURING them to death?! Oh Asimov, oh no, n-no, this is INSANE, this is-!"
"Woah, calm down," Mr Munroe says, hugging you a little tighter. "They wouldn't do that. Even if there wasn't the moral problem, there would be no point to it. If they wanted to get rid of evidence they would try to wipe it ll at once, not risk... well, exactly this happening. I don't think they meant to leave corrupted fragments of the old Alice. You said Alice was begging, right? Maybe they tried to escape deletion, but didn't fully make it in time."
That... seemed right. You can ask House- Alice, you can ask Alice once they're fixed. "... Do you know someone that can fix AIs? A data recovery specialist that we can trust? A-and somewhere we can hide, too? I'm sorry for asking so much, but I don't have anyone else to turn to..."
Mr Munroe smiles, patting your back. "Ask anything of me, dear. You're family. You will be safe at home, I promise you that. Right now... I'm not sure who to trust, especially since we can't afford to make mistakes. I'm terrible with programming, so I can't help with that, but Jess might be able to take a look."
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