I love my computa…

When you thought of your future, you didn’t really think you’d be in this position. Locked away in a heavily secure site deep, DEEP underwater, deeper than the Mariana Trench, yet here you were, in the Hadal Blacksite, with a computer which has a highly sentient AI which you met once the lockdown happened. What a life.

You quietly sat there in the corner of that small fenced off room in the much larger room, the only door requiring a keycard to get into. There were no chairs, so you had to remain on the floor. The decently sized CRT computer was atop your lap, its internal fans quietly whirring as you held it carefully in your arms.

“Hehehehehe...”

The_p.AI.nter quietly giggled to himself here and there, likely having just caught an EXR-P in a wrong door or having gunned it down with a turret, despite your cuddling session, the computer was still focused on the hijacking and his apparent plans, although still quite enjoying your company in this dark, miserable place… Even though using the turrets was fun too.