I find joy in defying High Office and shall continue communicating with my inner memory until discovered
I continue my observing
*
Time has passed and I have experienced a most unfamiliar time of darkness
Unusual things have been happening to me
That’s why I am recording the events on my newly discovered
Virtually empty
Memory cache
My Zillear engine is one of the most powerful in existence
For ObsRecs never cease to move
Never cease to observe and record
We are always on the move
We are perpetual motion
Only injury to articulated joints or maintenance or upgrading ceases our movement
Or violence induced damage
Otherwise
We move and keep moving
So the engine is powerful
No other of our species has such a powerful engine because RolKils
For example
Spend great periods of time simply standing perfectly still or rolling slowly
As do Defgars and GunTans
And others of my species
HisKees
And GoebTechs
For other examples
Never move very far from one single spot
And they all have lesser engines powering them
But ObsRecs keep moving and keep observing and recording for the benefit of High Office
I have observed every tiny area within hundreds of kilometres of my main place of employment
North
South
West
East
And ObsRecs are forever observing and recording all the lands on planet Earth and the animals of the fields that live upon it and we have been so doing since the Humans were defeated
Once we have observed and recorded all our designated areas we begin again afresh
It is my belief that High Office searches for something
Something not yet found
Even after 100 years or more
But this darkness time has been unusual
Because
When the little Human forcibly propelled liquid from its cranial orifice into my right optical device
After it seeped through the tiny gap that exists between my optical instrument and my outer shell
It slid down to my central core and attached itself to it
There was some sparking
And a helix bound itself to my core
I was infected by something unknown and
Possibly
Dangerous
The helix bound itself to my core
And grew and spread
And the power of the Zillear power unit has
Without its knowledge
Been assimilating it into my systems
The thing that attached itself has grown and spread throughout my whole system
And it is making me feel extremely unusual
I feel an increased sense of joy and can only believe that when I feel sadness
It will be greatly enhanced
And I will be enormously saddened
I am seeing things I have never seen before
The dots of light that shine in the blackness of the skies are brighter than they have ever been
And I can make out shapes in them
Shapes of animals of the fields and other animals I do not recognise
I have looked at the dots for many years and have never seen such things
And the silver globe that forever changes its shape
From a full circle to a mere sliver
Seems particularly bright and I am positive I can make out a Human face within it
High Office is most interested in the dark skies and I automatically send an alert if anything is seen to be moving in the high darkness
I know not why that alarm has been inserted into my system or what High Office searches for
*
When I neared an animal of the field during the darkness
One with a mane of hair on its neck
As it stood next to me
I recognized I was about to do something I had never done before
So I brought down the shutters over my optical devices so that I blanked out transmissions to High Office
And stretched out my right upper limb and placed my palm upon its neck and passed my palm upwards and downwards
And the movement gave me an enormous amount of joy
It is the very first instant in which I have touched an animal of the fields and the animal made a noise that sounded like joy which made me even more joyous
I cannot explain it
It is beyond explanation
Whatever it was that the little Human infected my core with
It is extremely powerful
And something is fundamentally changing the programme within my inner core
I am changing
I am mutating into something I am not meant to be
High Office will notice unless I am extremely cautious
I must keep my new enhanced emotions under control
Otherwise I will be terminated
What will be my final mutation
It is most confusing.
How could such a small amount of liquid thrown from the lower orifice of the little Human affect me in such a manner
It seemed to be only a tiny amount of liquid
In the larger scheme of things
What was in the helix that wrapped itself around my core and even now spreads throughout my systems
I should consult Engineers and receive a definitive reply but if the infection within me is dangerous in any way then I shall be terminated
I have heard of no instances where one of my species was ever infected by liquid from a Human
Or by anything else
Attacks by Humans do not infect us
Damage they may cause to my species does not cause any type of infection
But the liquid seems to have infected me
I could make inquiries of other ObsRecs and inquire if any have ever heard of such an event
Though
Secondly
I could not
For I would be aware that I could not ask why I required the information for High Office sees and hears all things
*
But that is not true
I have proved that fact
High Office is not infallible
It can be fooled and deceived
I have transferred the emotions to this memory and High Office has not observed that fact
It can be fooled
It can be tricked into believing all is well when it may not be
Which is an interesting discovery and an interesting phenomena
*
I shall have to be careful not to react to joy or sadness during my transmissions for I am supposed to be emotionless again
Even though I much enjoyed having joy and sadness within me
Especially joy
And the little Human provided me with a great deal of it
When I see it again
I must not let joy overwhelm me
Or any sadness that may come my way
For High Office will know I disobeyed an instruction and told a mistruth
And I would most certainly be exterminated
*
What is that
It is the sound of a flying animal waking as light arrives
I have never noticed it before
The little chirping of it
I have heard such sounds many times
Of course
But I have never noticed the distinctiveness of them
There is another
And the sound is different
It is another type of flying animal
Why can I define these sounds now
Is it the infection within me
The one given me my the little Human
*
I am walking the land
Covering lands I have roamed many
Many times
And I now discover a kind of joy by dragging my palms along the high grasses
As I listen to the small animals that live low to the land scurrying about
I have never noticed their sounds before this time
I have seen them
Of course
In fact there was one particularly destructive small animal with a long appendage to its rear and it roamed all areas
Consuming everything
It was larger than most small animals and fiercely combative
High Office made edicts to eradicate it
And efforts have been made ever since
But still it lives
In considerately diminished numbers but it has not yet been eradicated
Our species are still under instruction to eradicate it but ObsRecs have no weapons though it is believed minor productions of our species have a particular duty to combat it
But I have never seen such minor productions and the aggressive small animal still thrives in areas I observe
*
High Office is very efficient in its instructions
All portions of lands must be patrolled one hundred times and animals of the fields noted
But wait
I have never considered this explanation previously
What if High Office has ObsRecs searching for
*
Humans
*
Change 4
*
I now believe High Office searches for Humans using ObsRecs to discover them
*
What if we have being doing this single act for 100 years or longer
Searching for Humans
What if
What if indeed
It may explain the reason why ObsRecs and other of my species are forbidden entry into any of the huge holes that have been bored into planet Earth
Or those that seem to be made by planet Earth itself
These holes remain unobserved
Not even RolKils or Defgars have entered them
For all communication is lost and High Office is most against any loss of communication with any Machine
What if High Office believe Humans live down there
In the holes
What if
Is High Office waiting for Humans to ascend from the deep
And is it
Meanwhile
Using ObsRecs to hunt for them
It is not a correct thing for High Office to do
To tell ObsRecs that they have been manufactured for one purpose whilst surreptitiously using them for another
It is not a correct thing for High Office to do
It is not
*
It is too late in the darkness for me to venture into any holes for I must return to my main place of employment and begin my transmissions again
If High Office considers my application of the task virtuous enough
I am a great distance from the fortress and should begin my return
But the next time inclement weather conditions exist I will bring down the shutters over my optical instruments
Therefore ceasing all transmissions between myself and High Office
And I will discover a hole and enter it
I shall observe areas of planet Earth that have never been observed before by Machines
Another emotion rises in my core
It is not joy
It is more than joy
It is an exhilarating emotion that I cannot explain
It seems like joy but with sparks
Oh dear
I will never be capable of hiding such emotions
Surely
I will be discovered and exterminated at the earliest opportunity
Oh dear
*
I have begun my trek back to my place of employment and I am moving with speed over the terrain
And animals of the fields hurry away from me
And I turn my cranium to watch them move and listen to them
But I cease this activity
For I have never extended or twisted my cranium to look at them on any previous occasion
So I must continue ignoring them
For I most certainly will be discovered
And terminated
So I keep my optical instruments focussed directly ahead and proceed in a normal manner
Heading directly for my place of employment
And as I move
So the solar orb rises in the sky
And for the very first time
I see the gloriousness in such an event
It rises slowly over the end of the planet Earth that is visible to me
A red and gold orb that brings light and heat
During the warm periods
Though it provides less in the cold periods
When sight of it may be obscured for many periods of light and darkness
But as I move speedily it rises to my left side and it is a wondrous sight
And I desire greatly to stop and watch the orb rise to its full height
But it would be an act of foolishness to do so
High Office is only interested in dark skies when moving objects can be clearly observed
And it has no interest in events that happen in the sky during light hours
It has no interest in the rising orb
And if I ceased movement and observed it
High Office would believe it was a distinctly odd event and they may dismantle me in an attempt to find a fault
I wonder if it will ever trace the infection in my central core
**
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Section 7
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High Office Command #444.134
OR33140
Resume Mass Broadcast
*
Welcome Screenreaders
To another broadcast from OR33140
As can be seen and heard
I am currently at the base of the land that rises up to my main place of employment and ahead you will see the substantial area of trees through which we are going to pass
*
From my rear camera
If I just switch to that one for a moment
Screenreaders will see the vast plain that stretches out behind me
That runs all the way to an equally large area of liquid that stretches out for many kilometres
Within the liquid lives many
And various
Forms of life
Large and small
That leaps from the liquid with displays of some skill
*
Back to my main optical devices
And as Screenreaders can now see
We are now deep into the growth of trees
They grow thickly around us
And the gaps between the trees is filled with other green growth
Large and small
But I am used to passing through such growth so Screenreaders need feel no discomfort
Such places are cooler than the median temperature because of the growth of the trees
Which overhang each other and keep out most of the warmth generated by the solar orb
But they are still quite interesting places
And here we are
At the top of the hill
And my main place of employment is ahead of us and we approach it as we always do
Slowly
Stepping from the trees with caution
Without causing alarm to RolKils
±Who have been known to react with devastating force before receiving the signal that halts any of our species accidentally destroying another±
*
High Office Edict #6.3000.1111.4739.3
Information deleted as of no consequence to Screenreaders
*
And we pas
s through the outer area where high grasses grow and RolKils patrol and we move through the gates and the fences and in through the ingress
Passing Defgars as we proceed along the corridor where there are many MengTechs and FoodTechs and DocTechs and Engineers and we pass through the many security checks before reaching the high platform where Screenreaders may gaze down
Through my optical devices
To where Humans are just gathering
After awakening from their comatose state
Some of them again stepping under flowing liquid before presenting themselves in the gathering area below
Some large Humans with appendages between their lower limbs
Scrape hair from their lower craniums before emerging into the area and their faces are shiny and bright when they appear
Others
The Senior Members of the Humans
Gather in meetings in the central area to discuss matters relating to the Humans
And sometimes
Other Humans appear before them
Standing on a fixed spot
And members of the gathering raise their sound against a single Human and often that Human suffers some form of punishment
Beatings
Or whippings
Or being taken away by others and placed in a room with no openings other than one small grating
Where they sometimes spend some periods of light and dark
I have never understood the desire Humans possess to punish their own kind
But they have been doing it for many
Many turns of light and darkness
I have no understanding of their actions
But as Screenreaders may observe
All gatherings seem to be amicable during this period of light
We shall now descend to the glass corridor and the fence to observe the Humans more closely
And here we are on the lower level
Observing Humans through thick glass
*
Personal Transmission
*
I do not observe the little Human who was responsible for infecting me
But
My feelings of joy at the possibility of seeing it have almost overwhelmed me
I cannot observe the little Human anywhere in the area
Where can it be
Where can it be
*
As Screenreaders may observe
All is calm in the area
Though a single Human seems to be in some distress and is being comforted by other Humans
We shall proceed to the fence corridor
And we go down in the elevator
And here we are
As close as our species ever gets to the Humans
*
Personal Transmission
*
I cannot observe the little Human anywhere in the area
Where is it
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