Epilouge: The conversation

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" Chella...."

A young man, thoughts of finally finding an escape while walking the long hall

" are we finally going out? Can you come with too?"

Just before he thought nothing can stop him and machine to escape but the real puppeteer is about to pull the strings.

" hopefully...."
The machine replied

For the machine is not the puppeteer
But it's own creator, their manipulator,
The real controller.

" why is that so? You said if I placed you on that machine you can get me out" Alexander is showing his hope would not fall

" It is just plain assumption. Alex."
Machine looks at him functioning a frown.

" We will get out soon right?"
Hopefully and smiling that their fate will lead them anew.

" Yes one day maybe."
Like an understanding parent to a young mind they new things would not be in their future.


But soon the machine knew...
Chella knew
One day... Someone....
Will lead them to freedom

-14

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