Note: The original story is my another original story named "C 與 Si 的對話", however, due to lack of organizing I scrap it. It originally aimed to describe my thoughts about what if society is control by artificial intelligence and provide a little optimistic view.
"Forget about the fucking documents, Peter! Run to the exit now!"
"No, I'm not leaving the list to their hands! We'll be doomed!"
"Scorpion at 3'o clock!"
"Argh... you better do it quickly, or I'll send you to the trash compactor."
"When you get out alive..." the ashes slowly ascend out of the window.
"Where are the others?"
"Some went South, others went East. We are the only ones left."
"And Viola?"
"East."
"Good, good..."
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"Say, we're going to die, are we?"
"Shut up and cut that out, we are going out, alive."
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"I'm done," I immediately pick up an M1911 at one of my drawers.
"Good, alright lads, go to the basement, now!"
The machines seem to have retreated as the bombs rain deadly upon our heads. The building was shaking heavily, ready to fall at any second.
We ran straight into the underground as the bomb shaking the ground awake.
Suddenly, the ceiling broke as one giant metal cracks the underground tunnel.
"Peter!"
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