“What? Who? Who is? Wait, how do you know they’re, uh… ‘checking me out’?”
Unfortunately, the meme humor fell flat. A computer who doesn’t get dank memes and references was a sad sight indeed.
The computer droned out a list of coordinates but if you didn’t have a pen, paper, and your first language wasn’t code it was practically useless. It wouldn’t really matter though because its response was drowned out by a rather disturbing gurgling sound from afar. Seems like the computer wasn’t lying when it said that Carlos was being watched.
Carlos looked up and frowned. “Was that the Faceless Old Woman who Secretly Lives in Our Homes?” he asked aloud.
“–243.5324.23333.87676596969691337–”
The computer is stuck droning on the series of numbers to give ‘its location’ away. An old computer like it was a stubborn thing and stuck trying to complete a command before it could say anything else. Without a keyboard to override its behavior, it’d be hard to get it to behave.
The gurgling turned into a disgusting hacking sound coming from the bathroom before everything went quiet again. Carlos could either depend on the ‘selflessness’ of a deranged AI or risk getting himself involved in could be a Night Vale disaster.
“–555.555.555.555–”
The rattling off of numbers was so distracting that Carlos went back to looking for the location of ‘Lost and Found’ again. He grew closer to the source of the noise and found a closet.
“Are you in here?” he asked the Computer as he tried the door.
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