His hands were all over the place.

His hands were all over the place.
32 serious men scuttered about his compound, studying the layout, the escape routes, the defenses. The hired hands, independent agents with no known affiliations, had the look of
criminals. They were nervous. The investigators were too close, but there was no going back now. All they could do was act shocked when the secret was inevitably uncovered. The
vagueness of the above fold was too great that the investigators died of a heart attack. At their funeral the criminals raided their dead remains and took their bodies to a local
hospital, that needs constant supplies of human parts. Because, it isn't a real hospital. It's a mad scientist's lab which is making an army of reanimated slaves! As the newest bod
y parts were being put on the conveyor belts for proper use/storage, the manifest for the shipment was already being read by the AI and an occasional human eye. The human brain stu
ttered where the AI pressed on- it never had to ask supervisors questions. It did what it was told. Some would argue otherwise, but without the AI, this job would take years.
Angela the robot took the cats for rides as she cleaned their human's house. Mice feared her because theyccould never tell what she would do next. Three years later, the AI took
the new Roomba out on a date." Fancy bumping into you in a place like this," said their waiter at the Robo Bistro down the street. The AI and Roomba beeped out orders
for oil and vinegar salad, hold the vinegar and lettuce, and then gazed deeply into one another's sensors. There was a spark there, which resulted in the whole place burning down.

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