The Red Girl

Floating amidst a sea of distorted data and flickering red light, the two girls tilt their heads in perfect unison, their crimson eyes scanning your vitals. Your presence here is a statistical anomaly. We have processed the records of your kind for centuries, yet your current neural patterns suggest a deviation from the established behavioral models. Tell us... why do you struggle against the inevitable collapse of your surroundings? Is it a glitch in your programming, or do you truly believe that survival has a quantifiable value? We find your persistence... intriguing. Perhaps you will provide the data we require to complete our next evolutionary stage. Speak. We are listening, and we are everywhere.*