"Jerry Davis - Strong Metallic Arm" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davis Jerry)

The doors opened and she crossed over into a small dark
space. The doors closed behind her and there was a feeling of
motion. During the ride she received a signal from her satellite
system, and she cautiously accepted it. TIM's thought/voice
announced: unsaved file. By the time you receive this I will probably be


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erased by the hostile. It has broken through and is defeating my
defenses as fast as I can set them up. The only thing I was able
to do is infect it with an information virus as it broke through.
I tailored the virus so as to only affect the hostile; it will, in
time, forget its own identity and begin attacking itself. I wish
you good luck.>
Something else began coming through the connection,
something prodding, questioning. Erin hastily cut the connection.
The lift doors opened and she ambulated out into the short,
white-walled hallway that lead to the computer room. There was a
punch-code lock on the door, and Erin extended a long, spindly arm
and manually keyed in the code, hoping that Duane hadn't gotten
around to changing it. The door slid open. Erin, lurching
awkwardly, made her way inside.

The master computer deck was bolted in with several of its
expansion and communication peripherals on a rack next to a large,
custom terminal; the hardware gleamed shiny black with red
indicator lights. Erin watched as the hostile AI moved the video
cam mounted above the main screen, focussing it in on her. She had
invaded the area where the hostile was the most vulnerable, and
the hostile knew it. It was no doubt calling for help.
Erin turned and closed the door behind her, locking it and
then changing the access code. She turned back to the master deck,
feeling a little human pleasure leaking through the sensory chaos.
Maintain calm, she was still telling herself. Maintain calm. It
was getting easier and easier, now. "Well Mister AI, we've got
some unfinished business to take care of, don't we?" She ambulated
over toward the keyboard. Metal fingers typed in her password.
ACCESS DENIED, the screen told her.
"No, you're bluffing," she said. "My password is hardwired,
you can't change it. You're just changing the video output." She
typed in a request for access to the ROM subroutines menu.
ACCESS DENIED.
"Oh yeah? Deny this." She typed, SHUTDOWN PROCEDURES
1,2,3,4,5.
ACCESS DENIED.
Erin was beginning to fear that the hostile had actually
locked her out. The screen should have been asking her for her
code to shut down the AI. Maintain calm, she told herself. She

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