There are over twenty dollhouses in cities around the world. They have ties to every major political power on the planet. You cannot possibly stop them alone.
We need you to find out. We'll contact you again, if possible with the same body. But you have to let the dollhouse win, make them back off. You have to trust me.
She never got to see this house. So, every year on this date I pretend she does. I get to see that look on her face, and I get to show her our extraordinary home.
Forget morality, imagine it's true, right. Imagine this technology being used. Now imagine it being used on you. Everything you believe, gone. Everyone you love, strangers, maybe enemies. Every part of you that makes you more than a walking cluster of neurons, Dissolved at someone else's whim. If that technology exists, It'll be used. It'll be abused. It'll be global. And we will be over. As a species we will cease to matter. I don't know. Maybe we should.
When your child Starts talking for the first time, you feel proud. When your dog does, you freak the hell out. Any Developmental progress an active makes is a threat to the house and a possible first step toward another Alpha.
Everyone has their first date. And the object is to hide your flaws. And then you're in a relationship, and it's all about hiding your disappointment. And then, once you're married, it's about hiding your sins.
This chip let someone access the primary imprint protocol, which means they could have altered my imprints. I make a cheerleader. They make a cheerleader that shoots people! Or an assassin that does cheers! Or any active, any time, with a parameter we don't know about.
If it hadn't been for me, there'd still be a security breach. You'd think the security head would recognize that! Typical middle management hack. He's mad at me for not discovering it before it happened, but I'm not a counter-intelligence agent, so I can't catch a spy. And you have no idea what I'm talking about.
