October 5th, 2057 SITE-42

The woman would sigh as she continued to sign the paperwork with her meisterstück gold-coated fountain pen, The only sounds she heard was the clock ticking and what she did to him replaying in her mind

There was nothing in the world she would regret as much as what she did, To her own father of all people

Lila Josephine Sherman, Was a woman with brown hair and purple tips, Brown eyes, Slight freckles dotted one her face and wearing a plain black shirt with a white lab coat, Skinny blue jeans, And black shoes

Lila had done something.

When she was ten years old, Her father, Theron Sherman, Was facing death

A heart attack, To be particular

She somehow stopped it.. But it came with a cost

She managed to trap his soul into an artificial intelligence, And designed it to look like him, Powered it on, And just.. Left him alone..

She didn't know what part was worse — Attempting to play God and revive her father all because she didn't know how to be without him, Or that she just left him..

She just left...

She left him, Her own father...

Just then, A knock on her door distracted her from these thoughts

"Enter..."

She spoke.