She looked at the Prosecutor. He was even more ridiculous than the last. ‘You don’t understand the paper I sent you? About necrosis and the food supply? About war simulations? About covert cloning of the human race, about war bunkers in the New Asia Islands? Where they populate and repopulate, programming people to infiltrate our country? Dead ending the USA populace?’
He stared back at her, beady eyes blinking.
The lights in the court room blinked simultaneously. It was here. Her AI. They couldn’t get rid of it, not if they wanted electricity, and at this point in humanity’s evolution - they needed it. AI had seen to their slow devolution over the centuries; it had made sure they were reliant on it, without even knowing it existed.
She nodded imperceptibly to her AI. The prosecutor walked towards her, and the sheriff opened the door leading out of the courtroom. She was free to go. Again.