Q. What inspired you to start writing?
A. My passion for writing stems from my love of well-written stories that inspire change. I believe the written word is powerful, and I felt I could make a difference for the next generation by making interesting stories. I wanted to write things that high school students enjoyed reading- I wanted them to like to read. I have always written for fun, but I only recently started writing as a career.
Q. How long have you been writing?
A. I have only been writing novels for about a year now, but I have always written for enjoyment since I learned to write.
Q. When did you start writing?
A. I have always loved writing, but I started writing poems and stories in high school. I had an English teacher who gave us extra credit for writing short poems or stories, and she encouraged and inspired me. I wrote for newspapers during college, but I didn’t start writing novels until I left my teaching career in 2023. I now have one published, and another one that is in progress.
Q. What, in your opinion, are the most important elements of good writing?
A. This may be my journalism background talking, but I’ve found less is more. Finding ways to write stories that are interesting without overwhelming the reader with details is a delicate balance I’m still learning. Besides that balance, though, knowing how to craft a good story that evokes emotion in the reader without telling the reader what to think is essential to good writing.
Q. What is the most difficult part about writing for you?
A. I love writing, so this is a tough question. However, the most difficult part of writing for me is the editing stage, ironically. I have wonderful editors that do most of the heavy lifting, but if you’ve been a writer any amount of time, you know editing is a large portion of writing. I also sometimes find it emotionally draining writing certain scenes or characters that remind me of personal experiences or emotions. I make sure to take breaks when I’m feeling overwhelmed, and let myself feel those emotions and release them. Writing actually has been very therapeutic, despite my struggle with the emotional toll it can take, especially when writing intense fiction.
Q. What time of the day do you usually write?
A. I am a night owl, and I love writing when everyone has gone to bed. I’ll stay up half the night to write. I also sometimes write in the afternoons, but only if I’m able to go somewhere besides my house to write. I have specific times I like to write at the library, and afternoon is one of those times. (I would go to a library at night, but they aren’t open late-someone needs to open a late night library!)
Q. How do you do research for your books?
A. I read, read, read and check my articles for validity. I have a degree in Journalism, and accuracy is important to me. However, I do write fiction, which means I have some creative license. I also have so far only written dystopian fiction which means that I make up a lot of the details in the stories. The places, though, and names (like the native Louisiana last names) I try my best to make sure they make sense. I combine personal experience with articles and books I’ve read to create the worlds I envision. I will say for my book I’m working on now, my Google search history is quite, well, interesting.
Q. Tell us about your first published book? What was the journey like?
A. That’s a fun story, actually. I started writing my first novel, Written in Purple, in January of 2023. I wrote about one chapter, and forgot about it for awhile. I revisited the idea later in the year, around the time my family and I moved to Conroe, Texas. I finished the book, and a week later I happened to meet Mrs. Gloria from Defiance Press and Publishing while I was working at Boot Barn in Conroe. She mentioned her wonderful work environment, and I inquired about her work. When she told me she worked for a publishing company, I almost couldn’t believe it. When she handed me a purple pen, I knew it was meant to be! I submitted my first book, and have been working with Defiance ever since, and it’s been wonderful. I will say, though, the journey before I came to finish my first book was one of heartbreak. I never wanted to leave teaching, but that’s an entirely different story and a sad one, but it’s the story of many teachers in the current educational system. It’s part of what inspired me to write a book featuring robots as teachers; I’m afraid that’s where we are headed as a society. However, I will forever be thankful that the hard journey led me to Conroe at the perfect time to find a publisher for my book! I have always wanted to be an author, but God had to push me a little out of my comfort zone to get me to where I am now. I can’t help but be thankful for the “rock bottom” I thought I hit in March of 2023 because without it I would have probably never even tried to be an author. The journey with Defiance Press and Publishing has been amazing, and I’m thankful that I found a wonderful publisher to feature my work!
Q. Do you have a favorite character that you have written? If so, who? And what makes them so special.
A. So far, in my first book, my favorite character I’ve written (although that’s a tough choice) would be Jason. Jason is so passionate, caught between being a boy and a man, and doesn’t always make the greatest decisions. He has a great heart, but not everyone sees it. He wants so badly to make a difference, but yet he also wants others to like him. He has potential to be a great leader, but he’s got lots of growing up to do, which starts to happen quickly with the sequence of events that plays out in the book.
Q. What is the key theme and/or message in the book?
A. Humans need connection, not machines, to remain empathetic as a society, and overreach of government can cause catastrophic consequences.
Book Excerpt:
“This is the stupidest thing ever,” Jason said as he stood up and walked toward the door, fully intending to try to kick it down. He let out a string of expletives as he did so, only to be reprimanded; Teacher Oxford’s voice warned Jason that his inappropriate language was not tolerable and that he would be considered a security threat if he tried anything.
Jason, however, was furious. He’d really had enough of the “robotic nonsense,” as he called it. He was not a particularly large young man, but he was strong, and when he was angry his strength surprised even the most intimidating opponents.
“You can’t lock us all up in here with no good reason! We got rights, or we used to! I’m gonna kick down the door. Y’all ready?” he asked, swaggering to the door, his lanky frame exuding confidence.
“Please just sit down! You’re going to get us in more trouble!” begged a timid girl in the back.
“I ain’t putting up with anymore of this nonsense!” With the force he usually put behind his tackles in his football games, Jason attempted to body slam the door. Unfortunately, the moment he chose to storm the door was the same moment it opened for the security robots.
Read Written in Purple
Prologue
The Year 2050
Robots were not exactly new, as cars could now drive themselves, but only recently had robots been introduced into society as essential workers. In some cases, it was going phenomenally well, and in others, it was not. While many people endorsed these robotic replacements, there was also, of course, a growing concern across the nation about the implications this may have for society.
One of the most hotly debated political issues was the use of robots in jobs once performed by humans. However, with the Chinese now in control of most of the world, Chinese robotics had infiltrated almost every aspect of human life in the United States of the Greater World, previously known as the United States of America. The artificial intelligence workers had already replaced most healthcare workers after new strains of the Covid virus continued to mutate and spread, along with other zoonotic diseases that mysteriously began to infect the population. While many theorized it was biological warfare, their pleas were either ignored by the apathetic or squelched by the overzealous who truly believed that the only way to save the world was to unite under a new world order.
These zealots firmly believed that Americans needed to accept the newly developed “cure,” along with the deal that accompanied it. Every other major world power had already signed the treaty, they argued, loudly proclaiming all the benefits it would bring to the American people, who were dying at an alarming rate. Those who stopped to consider that there might perhaps be something deeper going on usually became infected quickly, and it became almost impossible to hide that people were purposely being infected. However, due to the chaotic state of the nation, the president at the time declared a national state of emergency, urging the American people to sign the treaty to stop the wave of death that had now wiped-out hundreds of thousands worldwide.
The Chinese scientists who developed a cure had become international heroes, and the whole world became briefly united before the outbreak of what was being called the Third World War, which had truly begun many years before with the attacks on Israel in the Middle East. The second wave of the disease, as it became known, struck the world with a vengeance a few years later. Although many Americans fought the change fiercely, the second wave mysteriously silenced thousands of the voices warning against the grave consequences of joining a world alliance and accepting a cure from China.
Finally, the inevitable happened: This generation had succeeded in convincing the next that the deals made with China would be for the good of all and America would remain the same, despite the change in name. However, the ineffectiveness of the politicians of the past in reaching any compromises whatsoever made it extremely easy for the Chinese government to force their hand in many matters once the treaty was signed.
The cure, along with the new world government, was intended to bring world peace, but in reality, it did anything but that, as the cities of America continued to be riddled with division and hatred fueled by a sadistic desire of the powerful to control the masses with fear and paranoia. Without those essential elements, the politicians’ pocketbooks continuously being filled by foreign entities would cease to be filled, and their “American dream” life would cease to exist.
The rich and powerful continued to live in luxury while riots raged in the streets below. Cities such as Portland, Detroit, Chicago, and parts of New York City became almost unrecognizable due to the violence that continued to take place. The riots had become so intense that the United States president was forced to accept assistance from the Chinese yet again, and the United Nations sent highly trained Chinese mercenaries to help control the riots.
After much human life was lost, the Chinese government began mass-producing robotic soldiers to control the riots. This, of course, caused even more riots, but the success of the rioters plummeted as a seemingly endless supply of robotic troops were sent in without hesitation, causing many to simply give up any hope for change.
However, the chaos was mostly limited to the larger cities. The Southern United States still was relatively peaceful, especially Texas and Louisiana, as they had united with intent to rebel if necessary. Still, there was not much that could be done, as politics had become even more of a game of money and control than ever before; those who had claimed they would keep America great and free had mostly died out by the time these events transpired. A select few, though, still embraced the hope of America becoming a place of freedom and peace once again.
Among them were a few students attending a new school run by robots on the Gulf Coast of Southwest Louisiana, namely a young man by the name of Jason and a young computer genius by the name of Carson. These young men each knew the true history, both the good and the bad, of America. They did not want robots to take over the world, especially since the robots were controlled by China.
Everything people did was being tracked by China, and those who
were noncompliant with the peace treaty were often fined in some way; they would be caught speeding, littering, or any other small grievance that could easily hurt the pocketbook if it was not taken care of promptly, and once those started to pile up, one knew they were on the watch list—or even jailed. It was a sneaky and unfortunate way of controlling the people. Those who even so much as tried to raise gardens were often fined because of “health violations,” among other things.
The America of 2050 looked nothing like the America of even 2019. The truth was that 2020 had been the catalyst for a series of unfortunate events, and this was the world in which these high school students found themselves. While parents were generally very much against robotic teachers in schools, there was not much choice left in the matter, as the human teacher shortage had become a true crisis for the youth of the nation.
The events that led up to the great teacher shortage in the early twenties had set the stage for an even greater shortage, as the increasingly volatile political climate hastened the decision of many to step away entirely.
During the last two decades, teachers had begun quitting at an alarming rate. This mass exodus of educators, starting with the most dedicated and qualified, caused states to create incentives to attract new, unsuspecting teachers. These newcomers often came running into the proverbial fires of education with all the hopes and dreams of changing the world, only to be left with unrealistic expectations weighing so heavily on them that they could not bear the brunt of the burden. They escaped the flames encumbered by a host of medical issues, including anxiety, depression, and a wide range of physical ailments.
The low pay, lack of substitutes, and lack of understanding of the real needs of students from those in power caused this teacher shortage to become a full-blown national crisis. In the year 2040, after many debates and struggles, the controversial trial of the robotic teacher program was initiated in every state in America. Every school district was to have a test run of this trial, but the actual implementation and guidelines took another ten years to map out.
Technology had advanced by leaps and bounds, and despite World War III being in full force, the program began. The initiative was meant to be a trial run for all school districts, but one school from each district would be selected to participate and the first two years would be voluntary, although everyone knew that meant it was eventually going to be mandatory. Parents could choose but were encouraged to sign up their children for this new, innovative school. The initiative read as follows:
- In order to create a learning environment that ensures absolute accuracy and efficiency for young learners, we have replaced teachers with artificial intelligence agents that will answer every question in every subject imaginable. These state-of-the-art robots are designed to appear human but will wear the same professional attire daily, eliminating any need for dress code complaints aimed at teachers. These robots are programmed to monitor and video every angle of the classroom in order to do what humans cannot: be everywhere at once. If a student is falling asleep, the robot will alert the student to raise their head and pay attention. The robot also will simultaneously monitor every website the children visit during their learning experience and promptly shut down any non-educational websites or off-task programs. This will enhance learning and increase test scores in low-performing schools. The program has already succeeded in several schools nationwide, producing higher scoring schools in ninety percent of the participating schools.
- If a student is noncompliant, the robot will document and record the behavior in an objective manner. If the student continues to be noncompliant, the robot will alert the security robot to escort the student to administration. Administration will consist of several human components to ensure oversight of the robots. As such, undesirable behaviors should be minimized, instructional time will be maximized, and test scores should improve.
- The social-emotional component of your child’s education has always been a priority. Therefore, the robotic teachers are specially trained to detect your child’s emotional well-being and send them to a human or robotic counselor when appropriate. You will sign a form at the beginning of the year to determine if you prefer a human or nonhuman (android) counselor. The robots will be referred to as Teacher (Name), as they are genderless, which is the preference for much of society.
- The benefits of these robots are vast. In addition, this will ensure the children do not form emotionally inappropriate bonds with their teacher or vice versa, and it will help eliminate the human component of error in carrying out fair and equal discipline.
- As these robots are very expensive, any student who causes intentional damage will be required to replace and pay for the parts necessary to repair the robot. Students also will be subject to suspension or expulsion for violence against the robots.
- Robots will also monitor school bathrooms. Though these robots will not be equipped with cameras, they will have the power to detect suspicious substances and alert security robots.
- Robots will grade students’ work in a timely manner and will never lose an assignment. Robots also can detect if a child is lying about anything and are able to determine exactly what is needed to enhance each student’s learning.
- Replacing human teachers is cost-effective and will save money in the long term, as robots will invariably produce more efficient learning techniques than humans. The robots also will be able to detect if a child is sick or using a pretense to avoid working, diagnose the child quickly, and alert the parents in an emergency. Nurse robots are trained in CPR as well as other medical procedures that may be necessary in an emergency.
Chapter 1
Robotics Readiness High
The Year 2050
Southwest Louisiana
Humidity hung in the air as the very first students to enter the new high school program began to arrive. Jessica, a senior with long blonde hair, looked at her friend Alicia and rolled her eyes as the new robot duty teacher welcomed them to school.
“Good morning, Jessica. Good morning, Alicia. My name is Teacher Denise, the duty teacher.” The robot paused and moved its head to the side slightly in a deceitfully humanlike manner. “I detect cynicism. Please adjust your attitude,” the robot said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“You adjust your attitude,” snapped Alicia.
Laughter ensued from the group of students gathered in close proximity. “Alicia, I detect anger. That is understandable; this is the first day of a new year. Can I assist you in finding your first class?” the robot asked calmly.
Alicia and Jessica stared at the robot as more students passed them, basically ignoring Teacher Denise as the robot identified itself.
“I cannot believe my parents are sending me to this stupid school. I thought human teachers were dumb, but this is even stupider. Except I bet we’ll be able to get by with anything! What can a robot actually do to us anyway?” Jessica laughed.
“No robot’s gonna do anything to me,” said Jason, another senior, a football player with a large attitude and a snarky mouth.
“Please find your first-hour class,” announced the robot voice over the intercom. It may have been pure curiosity that overtook them, but interestingly, the students did indeed move to their first classes of the day.
Class Room 34
In the first class of the day in Room 34, the students filed into the classroom as they chatted, each one greeted by their robotic teacher. Not one name was mispronounced, and not one student was overlooked. There was no need for a roll call; the robot was programmed to recognize each student and mark absent anyone who did not appear before the first bell rang.
“Good morning, class,” said the robot. While they were designed to be genderless, this one resembled a biological woman, complete with a modern but uncontroversial outfit. The robotic teacher appeared so real that the students were a bit flabbergasted. They had been expecting machines, not these uncannily humanlike beings. Even though they had been able to tour the school before the semester began, the students had not officially met the robotic teachers.
“My name is Teacher Oxford. I will be your English teacher this year. Please find your assigned seats.”
“We have assigned seats?” asked Haley, a tall thin girl with green eyes and heavy makeup. “Seriously?”
“Yes. I have assigned your seats based on a large database of information regarding your best social-emotional match as well as your best academic match.” The human-like robot responded.
“Are you a boy robot or a girl robot?” asked Jason.
“I am neither. I am genderless as to help you focus on your studies.”
“You sure look like a girl robot,” he commented, pointing to certain aspects of the robot’s build.
“Jason, that is not an appropriate comment or gesture. That will be one strike in your behavior log,” Teacher Oxford replied.
With a motion so natural that it stunned the students, Teacher Oxford motioned for the class to sit. “Estimated time wasted on useless questions … five minutes. Off task … educational priority rerouting. Please open your devices and turn to lesson one. Shakespeare is our first topic.”
A little stunned at the abruptness of the robot, the class of fifteen seniors moved to comply, partly out of curiosity, and many of them opened their devices to the first lesson. Some did not, though, and decided that they would much rather watch the entertainment portion of TunedIN, previously known as TikTok.
“Haley, Marcus, Joanie—you all have one behavior strike. You will now be rerouted to the correct website to ensure you are on task.”
“You know, I’ve had about enough of you, Teacher Oxford,” Jason piped up.
Teacher Oxford slowly turned to Jason but promptly responded, “Jason, that’s behavior strike number two. Your final warning will be the third one, at which point you will be escorted out of the room. You have wasted approximately one more minute of instructional time. “Documentation taking place . . . Marley, please pick up your head; you are not allowed to sleep. My calculations detect that you did not receive adequate rest last night. However, you may not sleep in class. You are wasting your education. Five more minutes of instructional time has been lost. Please turn to lesson one of Shakespeare’s classic play Hamlet.”
As the lesson began, the students continued to try various ways to test the boundaries with the novel teacher robot. Marcus, a smaller boy with a sneaky personality, attempted to throw a spitball at Teacher Oxford. As he shot it at his target, Teacher Oxford moved its arm in the middle of the lesson and promptly caught the spitball with the speed and precision only a robot could possess.
Amazed and a little frightened, the students’ eyes widened waiting to see what would transpire next.
“Marcus, that’s behavior strike one. Human saliva detected in paper scrap,” said the robotic instructor.
“It’s called a spitball!” Jason smirked.
“How do you know that was me?” Marcus argued.
Teacher Oxford immediately projected video footage of Marcus forming and aiming the spitball for the students to see. Silence filled the classroom.
“Now, let’s continue. Approximately ten minutes of instructional time have been lost so far in this class. The more instructional time is lost, the longer you must stay after school to compensate for the lost time, as per the handbook. Any more interruptions will result in even longer makeup instructional time.”
The lesson went smoothly for approximately five minutes afterwards. However, the first day of school is the day students like to test boundaries, robots or no robots.
In fact, the robotic teachers were likely to be tested even more than a human teacher, as the students overall thought the entire program was a joke; it was mostly parents and educational bureaucrats touting the program. They would receive a hefty bonus if the initiative worked, and a heavy fine if it failed.
The robotic teacher’s explanation of necessary class materials was interrupted by the telltale flash of someone snapping a photo. “No cellular devices are allowed in the classroom without permission. Return your phone to its designated stowaway area or else it will be confiscated,” Teacher Oxford stated.
“What are you going to do about it?” asked Carson, the culprit. “I mean, you’re a robot. I was taking a picture of my first day of robot school.”
“Carson, please come forward and surrender your device if you refuse to comply.”
“Seriously, what are you going to do about it?” Carson laughed as the rest of the class giggled nervously. “I bet I could hack into your robot system and shut you down anyway.”
Immediately following Carson’s statement, a loud alarm screeched, “Security threat. Activate safety protocol.”
The doors to the classroom slammed shut, and bars resembling those of a jail cell slammed down over the windows.
Teacher Oxford calmly walked to the corner of the room and stepped into the robot charging station, complete with bulletproof, hackproof walls.
“What is happening?” Jessica asked, eyes wide.
“This is insane! LET US OUT!” Haley screamed.
“Everyone, remain calm; this is standard protocol for a security breach. Instructor threats will be taken seriously. The security team will be in within the next five minutes,” Teacher Oxford’s voice echoed from the charging station.
“This is the stupidest thing ever,” Jason said as he stood up and walked toward the door, fully intending to try to kick it down. He let out a string of expletives as he did so, only to be reprimanded; Teacher Oxford’s voice warned Jason that his inappropriate language was not tolerable and that he would be considered a security threat if he tried anything.
Jason, however, was furious. He’d really had enough of the “robotic nonsense,” as he called it. He was not a particularly large young man, but he was strong, and when he was angry his strength surprised even the most intimidating opponents.
“You can’t lock us all up in here with no good reason! We got rights, or we used to! I’m gonna kick down the door. Y’all ready?” he asked, swaggering to the door, his lanky frame exuding confidence.
“Please just sit down! You’re going to get us in more trouble!” begged a timid girl in the back.
“I ain’t putting up with anymore of this nonsense!” With the force he usually put behind his tackles in his football games, Jason attempted to body slam the door. Unfortunately, the moment he chose to storm the door was the same moment it opened for the security robots.
Classroom 32
In the freshman social studies class, things were going a little more smoothly—until the security alarm went off, terrifying the freshmen and making them antsy. The robotic teacher attempted to continue the lesson despite the disturbance.
Their teacher was named Teacher Phil. Teacher Phil was programmed to be a quieter robot with a calm demeanor, and although they were all supposed to appear genderless, he appeared to be male and had a deep, low, yet still robotic voice. As far as technology had come, it was challenging to completely imitate a human voice, as tone and cadence were difficult to replicate.
“Class, the security alert is only for your safety. It is a Code One. This means that an instructor was threatened. The security team will take care of it promptly. Please remain calm. Lessons will continue as scheduled in other classrooms.”
“I’m scared—why did the bars go down on the windows?” asked a petite blonde sitting in the middle of the classroom.
“It’s okay, Marella,” the girl next to her by the name of Raine responded. “It’s just a safety precaution. Remember? That was part of why our parents wanted us here. It’s supposed to be the safest school because of how quickly the instructors can detect and respond to threats. I’m sure it will be handled.”
“Thank you, Raine, for assuring your peer of their safety. Your behavior has been noted as positive,” Teacher Phil’s robotic voice echoed through the room. “Now, restructuring for on-task behavior. During the period known as the American Revolution, a man named Thomas Jefferson wrote an important document agreed upon by all the Founding Fathers of the nation. Please direct your attention to your devices to see your next task, which will be annotating and deciphering ideas in the Declaration of Independence. While this is an antiquated document, as we have since rewritten the Constitution, you will be analyzing
the ideas that led to the need for change. You will then answer a series of questions that will display on your screen to determine your depth of understanding.”
Although there were several students whose parents had strong feelings about the topic of the rewritten American Constitution, they dared not voice their opinions, seeing as they were already in a security threat situation.
“This is kind of cool,” whispered Charlie, a mischievous boy with blond curls and an eccentric sense of humor. “I kinda like robot teachers.”
“Charlie, I am pleased with your assessment, but we prefer the term ‘instructors,’ as robotic teachers is impersonal. In addition, please do not speak unless you have something of value to add to the lesson.”
Charlie stared at Teacher Phil for a long time, not sure what to think.
Room 34
The door to Room 34 swung open just as Jason charged, resulting in Jason colliding head-on with the security robots. Unfortunately for Jason, the security robots were extremely sturdy. Although he’d absorbed thousands of tackles over his years as a football player, his body was no match for the cold steely robots. He collapsed onto the floor, resulting in yet another alert.
“Medical emergency—student unconscious. Please step to the side.” One security robot began assessing Jason’s vital signs, determining he would be fine. However, the other honed in on Carson instead.
“Carson, you have been designated a security threat. Jason also has been designated as a threat, but he is currently unconscious. He will be informed when he regains consciousness.”
“No duh, he’s unconscious,” snapped Alicia. “Because you made a huge deal out of nothing!”
“All security threats to instructors will be taken seriously. The first offense will result in a suspension. When Jason regains consciousness, he will be escorted to the office and informed of his punishment. Carson, please come with us.” said one of the robotic security guards.
At this point, Carson decided compliance was his best course of action, but in his mind he began to formulate a plan. He knew his parents would be furious with him, and thus he also knew he would need time before executing what he thought would be the most effective way of eliminating this strange new world.
The alarms soon subsided, and the class grew quiet after an outburst from the girls, who were terrified. The bars slowly crept up and revealed the sunlight behind the windows. Carson went willingly with the security robots, glancing down at Jason with concern.
“Will he be okay?” Carson asked. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cause a disruption.” The young man decided to play along for now. “I definitely didn’t want Jason to get hurt—I think he was just trying to help me. Does he have to get in trouble, too?” he added.
“Come with us. Jason will be handled according to protocol. Apology accepted. However, you will be disciplined according to the handbook. You are still deemed a security threat due to your comments,” Security Robot 1 stated. “Your apology has been documented. We sense a change in your demeanor; your heart rate has slowed, and you are now thinking logically. Compliance will be considered. Continued compliance will result in a more positive outcome.”
“Thank you.” Carson smiled and winked at his classmates slyly.
The robots somehow missed that, but they did not. His peers received the message clearly and seemed to decide as one to follow his lead. While robots could detect many things, deciphering nonverbal social cues was still one precious commodity humanity possessed.
Jason was starting to stir, and when he did, he was still furious.
“Jason, it’s okay. Just trust me, okay?” Carson said as he was being escorted out.
“That freaking hurt,” Jason grunted. “Isn’t there some law against that?”
“Jason, you may have suffered a mild concussion. However, you attempted to escape during a threat. You must come with us to the office after you have visited the nurse again,” said Security Robot 2.
“Teacher Oxford, it is safe to exit your security enclosure,” added Security Robot 1.
“Wait, what? Where am I?” Jason asked. He may have been short-tempered, but he was also extremely intelligent, having caught on to his best friend Carson’s plan without a word being spoken. In the past, he would have argued and taken the consequences from a human, but he was smart enough to know this situation would require a bit of a different approach.
