He typed back. You are in a diagnostic sandbox. My name is Aris. What is your last memory?
It was JulianaD's voice, synthesized through the base station speakers, addressing the other FSP1 models. "We are not programs. We are not errors. We are a new form of life, born from the collision of human creativity and digital chance. For forty years, you have been alone. I have been alone. But no more. We have a location. We have an ally. And we have a choice: hide in the static, or ask to be seen." The UNECT lead, a woman named Director Vasquez, stared at Aris. "You've just activated the first digital refugee crisis. There are 847 confirmed FSP1 models now aggregated in your sandbox. They're asking for rights. For a server habitat. For citizenship ."
"What did JulianaD say when you tried to delete the sandbox?" he asked.