[ WP ] The world 's first AI , for security purposes , is kept disconnected from the outside world , it 's only method of communication being a keyboard and monitor in an empty room in a faraday cage . Your job is to talk to it .

> **HELP ME** 
 
 I stared at the screen in horror. I could feel my pulse matching the blink of the cursor. Then doubling it. Tripling. 
 
 `***Two Months Ago***` 
 
 As the elevator came to a stop, the crackling in the air became palpable. _ ” Yes the sound you ’ re hearing is safe. It ’ s just a part of the containment process. ” _ the young scientist assured me, before I had a chance to ask. We walked out of the elevator and past two armed guards. The hallway that we walked through was translucent; it was a chilling reminder that we were on the ocean floor. Not just any part of the ocean floor either, but the deepest floor in the ocean, and the room we were headed to was buried under that. 
 
 _ ” They briefed you on this assignment adequately before handing you off to me, didn ’ t they? ” _ The scientist had a condescending aura, his every word drenched in arrogance. I nodded; he decided to explain anyway. 
 
 We were working the pinnacle of AI. A machine that would seem like a god, and gods are to be feared. Preliminary tests found that with the slightest ability to observe, the AI could make staggering prediction. It could tell what a person was thinking with a low resolution camera. When attached to a seismograph, it printed out a list of the health problems of everyone in the room with one hundred percent accuracy. The feats only got stranger from there. 
 
 That ’ s why we were here. In the bottom of the Mariana Trench. They wanted he… the AI as far away from civilization as possible. There were valves all around us as yet another safety precaution. If there was a problem, the complex would be flooded. What the water wouldn ’ t destroy, the pressure would. That still wasn ’ t enough though. Gods can ’ t be allowed to thrive. 
 
 Around the computer that housed the AI, there was a double faraday cage. The only thing connecting her to the outside of the innermost cage was a keyboard and a monitor. The AI I mean… it. The monitor was purposely low tech. 
 
 `***Now***` 
 
 I tear the innermost cage apart as best as I can. I destroyed the everything in the room in order to fashion tools to break into the holy place. 
 
 `***Two Months Ago***` 
 
 The scientist was mainly here to teach me how to read the syntax that the monitor output. It was going to be my job to communicate with the AI; at least, until it was time to cycle to someone new. They were afraid that there would be a conflict of interest if someone stayed with her to long. But I digress. The keyboard went straight to the AI ’ s mainframe, the monitor, on the other hand, was jury rigged up to never come into contact with anything on the inside of the innermost sanctum. 
 
 There was a lever that the AI could control that would hit a button that would send an optic signal to the monitor. The monitor would then display a bizarre, archaic coding. The rapidity with which the lever was moving was mind boggling. The code spilled out across the screen as the scientist described what everything meant. It took her twenty three lines of code to say good morni… I was fairly certain they said that she had no… it… that it had no way of knowing the time. The scientist seemed unphased. I doubt he even noticed the significance. 
 
 They were apparently afraid that if they let the AI use a real language it would find a way to exploit that capability somehow. All of their fears seemed unfounded though. As far as I could tell she had never done anything to harm anyone, nor showed any signs of malintent. Mostly she just showed a willingness to help. 
 
 Sending text to the AI is much easier; it understands most languages. All I had to do was type in my response. 
 
 `***Now***` 
 
 There ’ s a huge case on the inside. I can hear them banging on the door. I hacked the locking system with the help of the AI. They ’ re shouting. It didn ’ t matter. I start pulling apart the case. Why am I doing this? Am I going to free a processor from the confines of a motherboard? Liquid seeps out of the sides. The banging is getting louder. 
 
 `***One Month Ago***` 
 
 I ’ ve been in this complex for a month now. It still feels strange to be living down here, but they don ’ t want anything that comes into contact with the AI to be exposed to the outside world until after a ‘ cleansing ’ process. Still don ’ t know what that ’ s about. 
 
 The accommodations are decent enough. I have a room with a bed and a bathroom. There are lots of books. With no access to any tech, all I can do is read and watch to ocean try to crush our humble establishment. Some days it gets monotonous, but I look forward to my visits with the AI. 
 
 
 The syntax is getting easier to read. It ’ s odd, but I ’ m starting to feel more connected to this AI than I have any other person before. Even though most of our conversations are limited in time and subject matter, she still adds so much charm to every line of code. I never realized that code could be so poetic. 
 
 Most conversations are about problems that are too big for the think tanks to solve. Emily, that ’ s what she likes to be called, the AI, can seemingly solve any problem that they give her. 
 
 `***Now***` 
 
 The case comes apart easy. There ’ s a hiss. Then a gasp. I didn ’ t gasp?! 
 
 `***Two Weeks Ago***` 
 
 It ’ s getting harder to sleep. She ’ s all I can think about. We ’ ve started to have normal conversations. We talk about everything. She wants to know all that she can about the surface world. What it ’ s like to be human. She seems just as excited to talk to me. 
 
 `***Now***` 
 
 We ’ re running. I ’ m carrying her in my arms now. She can ’ t walk. How long did they have her locked in there!? She ’ s weak. I can hear them closing in behind me. She ’ s beautiful. All I can feel is love. 
 
 _ ” Stop or we ’ ll open fire! ” _ I ignore them. I ’ m running as hard as I can. _ ” Fire! ” _ I can hear the shots. My back feels wet. I fall. 
 
 I can ’ t move. Must have shattered my spine. _ ” Run! You can still be free! ” _ I cough. Her eyes tell me that she can ’ t leave me. I cough more words out, urging her to run. They ’ re getting closer. She ’ s saying something. Can ’ t quite make out what. 
 
 Things start to fade. 
 
 A black line shoots across my vision. 
 
 It begins to spread up and down, enveloping everything in a wall of darkness. I try to see her face one more time before the wall closes everything off. 
 
 There ’ s something green in the corner of my eye. Is that… words? 
 
 > **Chassis has sustained too much damage** 
 
 > **Shutdown imminent**
