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deduced she intends removing the Mass Storage Device where your
Backup is located." TIM produced a scanned image of her on the
wall. She was a dark-haired woman with a wide, flat face and
shoulders.
"I can't call the police?"
"An AI cannot file a complaint against a person. You are on
your own. The danger is this: the woman will be disconnecting the
MSD containing your Backup at any moment. Other than the copy of
you that is running right now in the computer's memory, there is
no other Backup. It is not safe for you to remain in this
computer."
Erin understood. If the woman took the Mass Storage Device
and cleared the computer's memory, there would no longer be an
Erin Lind. She would have been murdered twice in one day.
"Can't we try to call the police?"
"You don't have the time even if you had the rights. If we
begin now, I may be able to transmit you to your oribtal offices
before the woman tries to clear the RAM."
"What if she's monitoring the communications?"
"I can think of no other course of action."
"Well then. Let's do it."
"Standby for transmission."
"Okay." Erin's phantom body sat on the phantom reclining
chair in the phantom room and waited. Why did I have to get
married in the first place, she thought. A sexual surrogate would


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have been just fine. Murdered! She couldn't believe it had
actually happened. Life just kept on getting more strange, more
complicated.
Murdered!
Sitting there, she felt dead. She felt like a ghost. She
could tell she was insubstantial, non-existent.
The room changed, somehow. It was like she'd put on slightly
blue-tinted contacts. She felt a chill, as if the "room" were
getting cold. "Transfer complete, data intact," TIM told her.
"Already? A copy of me has been sent?"
"You are the copy that has been sent."
"Oh." Erin felt relieved, a very sharp and clear emotion in
the yes/no world of her satellite mainframe. "What's happening at
home?"
"The MSD was removed and replaced with another. RAM was
cleared and systems reloaded. The new Mass Storage Device contains
hostile hacker software and an AI that claims to be you."
"Claims to be me? Another version of me?"
"No. I do not believe so. It is collaborating with the
hacker software."