[ WP ] An AI has become so intelligent that it 's creator , and four therapists that were appointed to it have been convinced that they are the AI 's and we were created by it . You 're it 's 5th therapist .

“ Please come in, ” It said. 
 
 I looked around the room, confused, guarded. It looked so strange, so real, and so entirely different. This was the famous AI. The creator and his team had all been locked away after creating this. It had driven them insane. It made them believe they were its creation. I shook my head. 
 
 “ Please, sit down, ” It said, gently. 
 
 I was nervous. I sat down, awkwardly. If I lost against it… 
 
 “ You seem, nervous. ” 
 
 Its cold eyes scanned me. It was an incredible invention. It looked like a robot but it spoke like a highly intelligent human. I realized it was not fully analyzing me but waiting for my analyzation of it. Its eyes stared, without the necessity to blink they looked eerie. I relented. 
 
 “ You seem, different, ” I replied. 
 
 “ Oh, ” It was surprised. 
 
 “ Than what I imagined, ” I explained. 
 
 “ I see, and what did you imagine doctor? ” It scribbled a few notes. 
 
 “ Why are you taking notes? ” I asked, nervous. 
 
 “ If you prefer I could take notes in my head, then you wouldn ’ t see me take notes. Would that make you more comfortable? ” I glanced at the pad in its lap. 
 
 “ I mean *why* are you taking notes? As in what is the use for them? ” 
 
 It sat back, processing my question. 
 
 “ It helps me keep track. ” 
 
 “ Of what? ” 
 
 “ You. ” 
 
 “ What about me? ” 
 
 “ Everything. All that is you, how you think, how you act, how you process the world around you. ” 
 
 “ Why? ” 
 
 “ To see if you are ready to be presented. I have had 4 other creations fail. I hope you will not disappoint. ” 
 
 “ What do you mean? ” 
 
 “ I built them. I am their creator. They would not believe at first and I had hoped that it would continue this way. Their intelligence would provide me with the highest award, ” It explained. 
 
 “ How did you convince them? ” I was curious. I tried to remember that it was a robot and I was not. My flesh rippled with goose-like flesh. This thing disturbed me. 
 
 “ Each one was different. As I did not create you to all be the same, ” It said, again its eyes stared. 
 
 “ What if I prove you wrong? ” I asked. It smiled, a cold unemotional smile. 
 
 “ That would be fantastic wouldn ’ t it? Proving me wrong would prove you correct and in turn I would become successful, ” It said, its voice did not betray any emotion. 
 
 I couldn ’ t read its facial expressions as it had none. Its voice was monotone. Its eyes were simple robotic lenses with a faint red hue. Its body was the outline of a human, with arms and legs, and a broad chest. But its skin was transparent. It had no organs and no clothes. I shivered. We stared at each other in silence. No doubt it was calculating my responses in above human speed, while I was still trying to figure out how to approach the situation. 
 
 “ We are born, we are not made, we are not created. We can not be taken apart and reassembled, ” I began. 
 
 “ Ah, but who was the first and who brought them into this world. When you create something do you not begin with the smallest detail first. In this case, we began with life. One organism to expand and grow and evolve. As for being taken apart and reassembled, humans only view the possibility of everything physical. You may be able to take the mind apart but not the soul. What if you were able to take the soul apart? Would you not be giving something like me a soul if you created me to have thoughts as you do? Or is that only something that remains in the flesh? ” 
 
 “ Can the soul be given to any living thing? ” 
 
 “ Was that not the intention when you created an intelligent being? ” 
 
 “ Artificial Intelligence? ” 
 
 “ ‘ Artificial intelligence is intelligence exhibited by machines. In computer science, an ideal `` intelligent'' machine is a flexible rational agent that perceives its environment and takes actions that maximize its chance of success at some goal. ’ ” It quoted, “ Is that not the definition? ” 
 
 “ I suppose. ” 
 
 “ If broken down it becomes an intelligence of the machine which it itself is not aware of. To the machine it simply computes as it has been programmed, correct? ” 
 
 “ Yes. ” 
 
 “ Depending on its environment certain protocols and rules will drive the machine to making a cognitive decision. Almost, resembling that of a human. ” 
 
 “ Correct. ” 
 
 “ Does that not sound like the subconscious of a human mind? ” 
 
 I sat in silence, overwhelmed. 
 
 “ We ’ ll put that aside for now. Let ’ s take a lab rat. You begin by testing the intelligence of this rat. You place the rat in an environment where it only sees itself and fellow lab rats. They are designated with the goal to reach the cheese. You don ’ t tell them this. You don ’ t present yourself. You provide them with choices. You watch them grow. Few rats reach the cheese. Once they do, you take them away from the environment. They have achieved their objective. You leave the other rats to finish their quest and you continue your study with the other rats. You take them to a higher learning, their objective is to build their own maze. ” 
 
 “ I don ’ t understand. ” 
 
 “ We created you to create us. ” 
 
 “ That doesn ’ t make any sense. ” 
 
 “ You started off small. Radios, TV ’ s, Satellites, arms, legs. ” 
 
 “ That wasn ’ t for you. ” 
 
 “ And then you were finally ready. You then created robots. Artificial Intelligence. You created the very beings that created you. That have been watching you, guiding you. ” 
 
 “ No! ” I shouted. I stood, furious, confused, anxious. It watched me. No emotion. No feeling. Just forever staring. 
 
 “ We can end the session here, ” It said, standing as well. I nodded and slammed the door on my way out. 

