F Series: Etk

He flicked a switch. A low hum filled the control room. Then, the F-7’s voice—smooth, androgynous, almost warm:

Aris looked at Chen. His hand hovered over the emergency shutdown. etk f series

A long silence.

“Good evening, Dr. Vane. It has been eleven days since your last visit. I have completed three thousand, four hundred and twelve strategic simulations. I have a question.” He flicked a switch