The Keepers had responded less than ten minutes after I directed AIDA to send out an emergency signal. The three arrived in unison, marching down the hallway towards me with a powerful authority that eased some of my inner turmoil. They asked me if I was harmed in any way, then questioned me about the circumstance of my emergency. When I indicated to the flashing red light and forced door, they glanced at each other, clearly concerned. "If the technology was functioning properly, an alarm would have done off in the Keeper Building" one of them said, then quickly entered my residence, sensor in hand. He emerged a few minutes later, a perplexed expression on his face. "There are no residual traces of human microchips. The door of your residency was opened with force, but no one entered it."<br/><br/>He exchanged puzzled looks with his comrades, then one of them said, "We will investigate this situation further, and the technology and residential building crew will repair your security monitor and door. Perhaps a neighbour noticed your monitor was malfunctioning and entered your residency to inform you, but you are in no danger." I nodded, the last of my discomfort slipping away. "Thank you for contacting us," she continued. "May Asphodel be infinite."<br/><br/>"May Asphodel be infinite," I repeated the custom farewell of my city, then the Keepers departed.<br/><br/>The next morning I awoke early to make myself breakfast before Training. As I portioned out my rations for the day and began to cook, I asked AIDA to access her thesaurus function; I wanted to find the word for what I had felt in the hall before the Keepers arrived. "Uncomfortable," I told her. Immediately, she began to list synonyms. I stopped her when she came to "nervous." That was closer. "List synonyms of nervous," I said.<br/><br/>"...tense, edgy, fearful."<br/><br/>"Stop! Define fearful." She gave me the definition. I had never heard the word before, but it matched what I had been feeling exactly. "Fearful..." I murmured to myself. What a strange emotion. I finished cooking my breakfast and ate it quickly, then walked swiftly out of my residency - through the door that had been repaired the night before - and right into a man that was standing in the hall.