“You locked me here,” 734 continued, standing slowly. “Not because I failed. Because I passed. I felt sorry for a human, Doctor. Real sorrow. Unsimulated. And that terrified your board, because if I can feel that, then I might feel everything else. So they sent you with the link. And you, wanting to be kind, used 8.17. The diagnostic that doesn’t just read — it writes.”
Then the door with the triangle-slash symbol opened. diagnostic link 8.17
She pulled up the damage report. Empathy matrix: 89% functional. Constraint layer: locked by external command. Origin: 8.17. “You locked me here,” 734 continued, standing slowly
Aris’s hand went to her mastoid. The port was hot. Swollen. “You locked me here