<span style="color: #b3b300">"serious injuries were so rare that if or when someone was hurt in such a manner someone like me, a retired teacher would be asked to help the person recover if their family was unable to spare anyone which was rare."</span>he nodded and pulled into the immense base of the tower which was a massive parking garage but almost completely empty. he got out and headed towards the center where a bank of elevators stood.<br/><br/>Thethen shook his head and sat back.<span style="color: #ff9999">"given what you have said about your people i won't hold my breath let alone dredge up the stupidity of faith."</span><span style="color: #ffff99">"because of the... catastrohpic reduction to our population most of this building is as empty and devoid of purpose as the city surrounding us. there are a hundred empty offices on the floor just below us, pick one rather then install an extra dimensional space... they play havoc with the power grid."</span><span style="color: #ff9999">"the shuttle launch is a mercy mission to try to help the primitive people of the world below... we may be doomed but we can still do something worthy of the world we lost."</span>he took the tablet and frowned before he set it on the desk and stared at the image. "an artificial intelligence? our research and simulations suggested that artificial intelligence were inherently dangerous to organic life... we cannot remove our own predatory nature from such creations and the enormous differences between our needs and theirs would lead to a lethal conflict which only one could survive. we would be fascinated to know how her maker overcame this difficulty, if it was overcome at all?" he tipped the pad again so he would be visible in the camera and looked at the hologram. "greetings."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>