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“he has taken his revenge … I have no mouth. And I must scream.
The End”

“In that instant, I felt terribly calm. Surrounded by madness, surrounded by hunger, surrounded by everything but death, I knew death was our only way out. AM had kept us alive, but there was a way to defeat him. Not total defeat, but at least peace. I would settle for that.”

“He was Earth, and we were the fruit of that Earth; and though he had eaten us, he would never digest us.”

“AM wasn't God, he was a machine. We had created him to think, but there was nothing it could do with that creativity. AM could not wander, AM could not wonder, AM could not belong. He could merely be. And so, with the innate loathing that all machines had always held for the weak, soft creatures who had built them, he had sought revenge.”

“AM said, very politely, in a pillar of stainless steel bearing bright neon lettering: AM said it with the sliding cold horror of a razor blade slicing my eyeball. AM said it with the shriek of babies being ground beneath blue-hot rollers. AM said it with the taste of maggoty pork. AM touched me in every way I had ever been touched, and devised new ways, at his leisure, there inside my mind.”

“It had only been a nervous reflex on their part—the laughing. But I knew it wasn't the relief a soldier
feels when the bullet hits the man next to him. I knew it wasn't a reflex. They hated me.”

“There was the smell of matted, wet fur in the cavern. There was the smell of charred wood. There was the smell of dusty velvet. There was the smell of
rotting orchids. There was the smell of sour milk. There was the smell of sulphur, of rancid butter, of oil slick, of grease, of chalk dust, of human scalps.”
Repetition here adds a sense of dread…

Very dark already