Parasite

Part 20

Becky found the study easily taking a seat to the only desk, an antic writing desk with a bulldog figurine. The desk relived the computer. It does not take long for her to enter into the dark web. A precaution she sends her message through many profiles before getting into contact to other conspiracy theorist. She opens the search bar typing Frankenstein looking at different conversations in the past. One conversation stands out with another break threw for the community. She sends a message to the fellow conspirator. Opening another tab she types in the name of Dr Tirror. Multiple searches, she needed to narrow it down. Typing Miracle Hospital bring up information from the hospital web page tells a successful career and at one time being a developer of creating parasites bring the biggest breakthrough of the generation. What that breakthrough was it did not say.

Hands clasp down onto her shoulders. Heart jumping to her throat she lunge forward.

"Sorry, sorry, I did not mean to scare you" Toby showing his palm, the voice in his head gives a chuckle.

"What!" Becky rests her hand on her heart.

Toby places his hands in the pockets "well we have guests."

"Guests?" stain Beaky frowns.

Toby rolls on his heels "yeah they the same as me" thought there is a strange pattern of movement that tells Beaky that Toby is uncomfortable about something.

Beaky bites the bottom of her lip as her head rolls side to side. Toby waits for her response.

"Are you alright?" Becky whisper talk.

Toby laughs a little "yeah why did you ask?"

Becky rubs he elbow "Its...I am not really sure it's just a vibe."

"Well let's introduce to the others" playfully said.

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Casey is sitting on a chair in a hotel tell room of Belle des Bella with its Mexico influences of strong walls of ocha clay and deep blue tiles. Sitting on the other chair is Cannon Ball cousin, wearing thick black glasses for wielding. In his hand are a blow torch and copper wire as spark so bright they are white it absorb the colour around it.

Casey monitors can read the heat however she cannot feel the heat. She is also talking to another computer, though the computer does not have an AI though design to do small talk. The small talk is about Jane Austen on Pride and Prejudice. It would stop and ask her questions or would pause as it waits for her to ask a question on the topic. If she strays too far she will get one of the three responses "Do you think Mister Darcy charming"... "What are your thoughts on the women in the story?"... "I think that's silly, just as Mrs Bennett in the story!"

The young man beside her gives a whistle breaking Casey from what she could say boredom if she ever feels bored.

"What is it?" Casey can hear the pitch rising with the sudden confusion from her programming trying to recall as it happen to be prodded at in that moment.

"You're an X112" his voice coming out in adoration.

"...yes?" quizzically Casey say with a hit of a question not said.

"An X112 the first androids to be given an AI completely base not on coding to act human like but an actual map of a human brain."

Casey pauses as she brought up her own manual "Aren't all AI base on the mapping of the human brain?"

He gives a scoff "yeah" as prod at the back if connection to her body that have a crack "they stop making AI that have mapping of a human brain once you guys started to ask for rights."