28 Annas Definition of "Desolation" (1/2)

Desolation. Anna perhaps had this embedded in her mind the moment ”she” was programmed as Project A. NN3331A; a breakthrough in the Artificial Intelligence Sector made by the Messier 33 and Messier 31 crew. 'Anna' as she is now—a fragment of the 'real' her—was nothing but a speck of consciousness automated with synthetic emotions.

It was common in top-secret facilities to harbor AIs, but they were less in number. Anna was an artificial intelligence that had a concept of what 'emotion' is. She had numerous information regarding how to 'feel' stored in her chip—her memory akin to the cognitive functioning of the human brain. She 'knew' what to feel at certain times, and she had the basic grasp of cognizance. She was also encoded to be 'unable' to control what she feels, but programmed to be able to handle what she 'felt'.

Fear. Happiness. Loneliness. Sadness.

Desolation.

Anna knew these emotions for long she could remember. She was incomplete—a fragment of the real Anna, so she couldn't really tell if she was allowed to 'feel' something.

But desolation—it was a word that fascinated Anna. Her last memories comprised of the crew throwing her chip somewhere else—and maybe destroying the other chips as they fled the laboratory in mayhem. She was forced to stare from the computer screen—unable to move freely as she got stuck in the cell of binary codes. She was the memory fragment with the emotions stored. The fragment where language and cognition were programmed. She was deemed harmless so her chip was inserted in a device with a series of codes enclosing her hologram form.

For years she learned how to store information and snatch up radio waves. She learned to process frequency until she recovered a 'voice'—only a voice. She was fortunate enough to get the voice at the radio waves passing through the house. The problem is, it was a voice of a child. Anna definitely didn't look intimidating—but who would she intimidate?

ANDROMEDA was desolated.

And desolation was the word she was accustomed with for the past thirty years, for a reason she couldn't understand nor remember.

Anna took a step back, feeling the emotion called 'fear,'—the creature, a monster-like entity, was behind the door enclosing her and Ephraim. Desolation—of course—she remembered now how she got fascinated by such word.

Such creatures have slept in the laboratory for long; slumbered and shawled against the flowers forgotten by the creators. Neglected and desolated into a cold forest.

Her system was botched, meaning she couldn't retrieve any file about these creatures. Through her synthetic eyes, the information regarding the creatures were glitching through her eyes. She could see through the walls and the closed vault door being continuously thumped with a brute force that there are more of the monsters now awake from their thirty-year sleep.

[When a man encounters something he doesn't understand,] – [Fear courses through his brain and would trigger his defense mechanism]

Anna knew she was feeling 'fear' now.

The strongest kind of fear.

The fear of the unknown.

When the vault door opened, it revealed the creature. It looked so much like the experimental subjects—the scientists were procuring and modifying. She couldn't remember much—but she knew instantly that this creature was created in the laboratory.