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TALES OF THE BOUNTY HUNTERS Edited by Kevin J. Anderson Scan/OCR - Demilich ([email protected]) Therefore I Am: The Tale of IG-88 by Kevin J. Anderson I Internal chronometer activated. BEGIN. Electricity flooded through circuits, a power surge racing through a billion neural pathways. Sensors awak- ened, producing a flood of data -- and with it came questions. Who am I? His internal programming finished the tedious two- second-long initialization procedures and poured out an answer. He was IG-88, a droid, a sophisticated droid -- an assassin droid. Where am I? A microsecond later, images from his exterior sen- sors snapped into focus. IG-88 had no sense of smell, his optical and auditory sensors were far more efficient, able to absorb data in a broader range than any living being. He froze a static image of his surroundings and studied it, collating more answers. He had awakened in some sort of large laboratory complex, white and metal, sterile, and -- according to his temperature sensors -- colder than humans gener- ally preferred. IG-88 noted mechanical components strewn on silvery tables: gears and pulleys, durasteel struts, servomotors, an array of delicate microchips fro- zen into a slab of transparent protective gelatin. Struck motionless in a pinpoint of time as his extremely fast neural processors digested the details, IG-88 counted fifteen scientists/engineers/technicians working in the laboratory. With infrared scan he observed their body heat as bright silhouettes in the coldness of his birth- place. Interesting, he thought. Then IG-88 detected something that focused his en- tire attention. Four other assassin droids, apparently identical to his own bodily configuration -- a bulky structural skeleton, armored arms and legs, a torso plated with blaster-proof armor shielding, a cylindrical head that was rounded on top and studded with sensor |
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