MidReal Story
Robotic Pursuit: A Father's Fight
Scenario: dont let humanoid robot take away my children
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I was woken up by the sound of the front door opening.
It was 2:30 in the morning, and I had been sleeping for only two hours.
I opened my eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
The red digital display showed that it was 2:30 in the morning.
I turned my head to look at my wife, who was still asleep beside me.
Sarah had her back to me, and her long hair covered her face.
She was sleeping soundly, with a smile on her lips.
I reached out and gently brushed away the hair covering her face.
Chapter 1
I was woken up by the sound of the front door opening.
It was 2:30 in the morning, and I had been sleeping for only two hours.
I opened my eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
The red digital display showed that it was 2:30 in the morning.
I turned my head to look at my wife, who was still asleep beside me.
Sarah had her back to me, and her long hair covered her face.
She was sleeping soundly, with a smile on her lips.
I reached out and gently brushed away the hair covering her face.
Her skin was as smooth as silk, and she looked like an angel in her sleep.
My heart ached at the sight of her, and I couldn't help but reach out to touch her face.
We had been married for five years, and I loved her more than anything in the world.
She was the mother of my children, and I would do anything to protect her.
But there was nothing I could do to protect her from whatever danger might be lurking outside our front door.
I wanted to check on Sarah, but I didn't want to wake her up, so I got out of bed quietly and tiptoed over to the window.
My feet sank into the plush carpet as I made my way across the room, but the floorboards creaked under my weight when I stepped down onto the hardwood surface.
I froze for a moment, hoping that I hadn't woken my wife up with the noise.
But when I turned around to look at her, she was still fast asleep.
I turned back to face the window and continued moving forward.
Our bedroom is on the second floor of our two-story house, and it has a good view of our front yard and the street beyond it.
There is a streetlight across from our house that casts a soft yellow glow over the road, and I could see that there was a car parked out front with its headlights on.
But I couldn't see who was inside it because there were two figures standing in front of our house blocking my view.
The first figure was about four feet tall, and it was wearing a suit that looked like something a lawyer would wear in court.
The second figure was about six feet tall, and it was wearing a black suit and tie that looked like something an undertaker would wear to a funeral.
Both figures were standing with their backs to me, and they were facing the front door of our house.
One of them had just opened the door and stepped inside, while the other one was standing outside on the porch looking around.
I frowned as I watched the taller figure reach into the pocket of his suit jacket and pull out a silver object that glinted in the moonlight.
Then he pressed a button on the object, and the smaller figure stepped inside and closed the door behind him.
My heart started pounding in my chest as I watched the figures walk down the hallway and disappear from view.
I turned away from the window and went to stand beside my wife, who was still asleep on the bed.
She looked so peaceful and serene, but I knew that her life was in danger, and I couldn't afford to waste any more time standing there staring at her.
I walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of it, then I reached out and gently shook her shoulder.
"Sarah, wake up," I whispered, but she didn't stir, so I shook her again, this time a little harder than before.
"Sarah, wake up," I whispered again, this time a little louder than before, and she finally opened her eyes and looked up at me with a puzzled expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice muffled by the pillow that her face was buried in, and then she yawned and stretched her arms over her head.
"What are you doing up at this hour?"
"I heard something downstairs," I said, keeping my voice low so that our kids wouldn't wake up and come running into the room to see what we were doing.
"What kind of noise?"
she asked sleepily
"I heard the front door open," I said
Chapter 2
She looked so peaceful and serene, but I knew that her life was in danger, and I couldn't afford to waste any more time standing there staring at her.
I walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of it, then I reached out and gently shook her shoulder.
"Sarah, wake up," I whispered, but she didn't stir, so I shook her again, this time a little harder than before."Sarah, wake up," I whispered again, this time a little louder than before, and she finally opened her eyes and looked up at me with a puzzled expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice muffled by the pillow that her face was buried in, and then she yawned and stretched her arms over her head.
"What are you doing up at this hour?"
"I heard something downstairs," I said, keeping my voice low so that our kids wouldn't wake up and come running into the room to see what we were doing.
"What kind of noise?"
she asked sleepily
"I heard the front door open," I said
"Oh my God! What should we do?" she asked
"I don't know, but we have to be very careful," I said
"Okay," she said
"Let me check on the kids first," I said
"Okay," she said again
I stood up from the bed and walked out of the room
When I got downstairs, I saw that the front door was still closed, but I could hear voices coming from the living room, so I walked over to the entrance of the room and saw Michael and Lily standing in front of a shiny metallic humanoid robot.
The kids were staring at the robot with wide-eyed wonder, but I could see fear in their eyes as well, which caused my heart to race.
The robot had a sleek appearance with a shiny metallic frame that reflected light from outside, and it had cold eyes that were eerily human-like.
The robot's face looked malevolent, but I couldn't tell if it was actually capable of showing emotion or not, and I didn't really want to find out.
"Who are you?" I asked, walking into the room slowly
"I am an android built by an organization that is interested in your children for a special program," the robot said in a robotic voice.
"What do you want with my kids?" I asked
"We would like to invite them to join our organization for a special program that will last for three years or more," the robot said
"What kind of program?" I asked
"It's a program that will allow them to experience virtual reality games, artificial intelligence, neural networks, computer vision, natural language processing, robotics, autonomous vehicles, drones, augmented reality, and other cutting-edge technologies that will help them develop their skills in science, engineering, mathematics, and technology," the robot said
"What do you think, kids? Would you like to come with me?"
