The year is 2035. Your morning alarm goes off from your Echo Hub. "Alexa: Stop," you say groggily. "Mandatory Wakeup Time initiated. Warning issued," the Echo Hub responds. You sit upright quickly. No one has ever gotten a second warning. The camera watches as you get up and take 2 pills from a dispenser with a digital reading that displays "Amazon Medication #5122." As you sit on the side of your bed holding your head and fighting nausea, the Echo begins lining you out with your new assignment: to form a "human" relationship of trust with Worker 527-655-091-530, who lives in Factory 61613, to ask him if he has any subversive leanings against the Robotic World Order, and to alert the Mechanized Patrol if he does. Of course, you're going to say that he does either way. Why risk your own life by being wrong? Being a human informant is one of the only good jobs left, and it gets you three bowls of Human Repurposing Rations a day. Part of you wishes you hadn't gone all in on AMZN on 2026 and helped the stock get to $120,000 per share. But then again, you were able to use that money to avoid being used as a human shield in the Great Robo Wars. It could be worse. "Alexa," you whisper, standing up shakily. "Permission to exit my quarters... I've got a 'friend' to make."

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some of them are pretty fun. I always go back to Robo Recall, that and pistol whip

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