Mira didn't answer. Her salvage license technically forbade accessing unmarked data bins. They could contain anything: corrupted AI fragments, memetic hazards, or just someone's old grocery lists from forty years ago. But the timestamp on this one was today's date.
> You are Data 2.
She stared at the terminal. A single line of green text blinked on the black screen: Data 1 Bin Download
> The bin was in me.
Vek ran. He didn't stop running for three days. Mira didn't answer
> Unpacking...
74%... 89%...