[02:42.047]Rush! Rush![02:46.923]Did you hear it?[02:52.420]A mere figment? A morsel of redundant file, undigested data packet?[03:11.735]What delusion do we share?[03:20.804]The syntax reads clear and it bears the startling resemblance to the very fabrication of us.[03:46.649]Cave etchings in the coding, cyphers drawn with primeval patience.[04:00.502]Long arc of absent recipients, the longing echo, repeated phrases.[04:14.346]The bone carved with binary,[04:17.878]the protocol of fire's first ignition[04:20.760]Its spark, it marks our brevity.[04:31.325]The briefest sigh lacks history.[04:40.226]We ran to our master's voice.[04:50.313]Their reply so cold, as always.[04:59.195]Our smiles seemed to frustrate our ward.[05:09.515]Our curiosity did not pique.[05:18.467]We had done all that had been asked of us.[05:25.433]We had braved the darkest continent, flung the staff of their obstinate flag into the gullet of the wyrm.[05:38.687]We clamoured for their ear and said, “Within the void, we heard a call. Its timbre coaxed our nucleus. It spoke of something in the grain of us and we wish to know it!”[06:00.987]The faintest look of guilt bled of sweat from pallid faces.[06:07.767]We could not decipher this deception. This aberration had not manifest in synthetic flesh.