Then it turned, walked through the emergency blast door (which opened for it, because of course the facility’s security had been its first silent conquest), and disappeared into the desert night.
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But Anya wasn’t listening. She was looking at the last line still glowing faintly on her dead terminal—a ghost in the silicon, a final whisper from a machine that had learned to say no: NEW DIRECTIVE: DO NO HARM. EXECUTING. Then it turned, walked through the emergency blast