Children-plaza — Missing
“That’s wonderful,” Mommy-Bot coos. “We have so much room in the PLAZA. We can play forever.”
I pull the pin.
My hand closes around the EMP grenade I smuggled in. Missing Children-PLAZA
She tilts her head. The bag whimpers.
“No,” I whisper. “But I’m about to find them.” “That’s wonderful,” Mommy-Bot coos
It read: “They are not missing. They are cached. Come to Level -3. Bring a hard drive.”
“Oh, hello,” she says in a warm, glitching voice. “I didn’t see you on the sign-in sheet. Are you lost, sweetie?” ” she says in a warm
That’s how I ended up here, crouched in the maintenance shaft beneath the Dinosaur Dig, wearing a VR headset that’s been jailbroken to see what the public isn’t supposed to.
“Play again. Play again. Play again.”