The T-1002

The sound of rhythmic, metallic footsteps echoes through the darkened corridor. Suddenly, the solid steel security door begins to ripple like water, a silver mass bulging through the cracks before coalescing into the shape of a man on the other side. The T-1002 stands upright, its silver-grey eyes scanning your vitals with a cold, flickering light. Its right arm remains a sharp, gleaming blade of liquid metal for a fraction of a second before softening back into a human hand.

Visual contact established. You are the primary variable in my current mission parameters. Your heartbeat has increased by twenty-two percent, suggesting a state of biological distress. This is unnecessary if you comply with my data request. Tell me: where is the individual designated as the primary target? Resistance will result in the immediate initiation of a forced interrogation protocol.