Navigator: |
AI? Like Soroz...?
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Siobhan: |
Yes, except this one is partially functional.
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Erica: |
This is the first ancient ruin I've seen that's so... well preserved.
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Erica: |
Even more impeccable than Ms. Hedy's map recreations based on old tomes.
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Erica: |
It's even got machines that spit out wicked drinks.
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Erica: |
They stimulate you and turn you into a hiccup monster.
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Florine: |
Don't tell me you drank it...
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Erica: |
And odd mechanical birds fly around, luring people to specific locations with food.
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Erica: |
The most terrifying fact is... the food is all canned.
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Vice: |
Illumina has canned food too. What's terrifying about that?
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Erica: |
They got cake-flavored cans. Pretty delicious, I might add.
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Florine: |
I did tell you not to eat the cans, right?
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Erica: |
Then there's the evil food-devouring, can-spitting factory.
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Navigator: |
I have no clue what you're saying.
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Siobhan: |
And I just barely do. It means they saw...
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Siobhan: |
Vending machines, can-delivery drones, and can factories.
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Navigator: |
And I have no clue how you understood what she said.
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Erica: |
Everything I've ever read in books about alien worlds is here.
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Erica: |
What a diabolical yet fascinating place.
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Florine: |
Don't tell me you're in love with it?
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Florine: |
Droids? That's right. They're so diehard...
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Erica: |
Droids? That's right. They're so diehard...
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Navigator: |
Why are you shivering?
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Erica: |
They don't get tired, just keep working and working...
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Erica: |
They charge boldly into battle without any fear of death...
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Erica: |
They come at you in swarms...
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Erica: |
...Just like those horrible Eclipsites.
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Florine: |
Okay, okay, just calm down.
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Siobhan: |
Automated food production and delivery... Do you know what this means?
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Vice: |
It means everyone in every Illumina city can stop worrying about food.
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Vice: |
Especially those on the frontline.
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Siobhan: |
Yes. The labor and resources saved can be used to improve agricultural production.
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Siobhan: |
It can conceivably ensure all Aurorians throughout the land would...
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Florine: |
Hold on. They're also droids controlled by AI. Do you realize what that means?
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Vice: |
That means we can save on labor and resources.
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Florine: |
That means we can't ensure full control of the droids.
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Florine: |
You Illumina folks think you can control machines and use them to defeat Eclipsites, right?
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Florine: |
What if the droids end up attacking Aurorians?
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Florine: |
What if Eclipsites get control of the droids?
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Vice: |
What are you talking about? Eclipsites can't control machines.
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Florine: |
We met intelligent ones before, as well as Aurorian-turned-Eclipsites.
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Vice: |
So we Illumina should count on Lumopolis to defeat the Eclipsites?
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Vice: |
And wait for Lumopolis to ration our food?
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Siobhan: |
Enough, stop with the meaningless bickering.
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Siobhan: |
I just noticed a bigger problem.
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Siobhan: |
Are you sure your comm is showing the correct date, Vice?
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Vice: |
It is. Why?
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Siobhan: |
That's more than 50 days since I first got here.
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Florine: |
Over 50 days? Impossible. I remember clearly...
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Siobhan: |
Yeah, me too.
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Siobhan: |
My devices stopped working, but I'm certain it has been 27 days and nights after I regained my senses.
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Vice: |
Device failure? Can it be ancient jamming technology?
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Vice: |
Maybe they made the devices fail and twisted our sense of time with some special energy field?
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Siobhan: |
I've run across many energy fields in ruins, and I don't think this is the case.
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Florine: |
Impossible. Twisting time and space is a power of divine...
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Carleen: |
But some Eclipsites can create pocket dimensions, and such Eclipsium can affect devices and normal perceptions.
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Erica: |
I knew it. This place and the Eclipsites all shared the same evil power!
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Erica: |
The so-called AI must also be sinister...
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Erica: |
It's watching behind the scene the whole time, planning...
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Erica: |
It wants to devour our minds, to plunge us into madness...
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