The Next Day Traveler and the Little No Name Girl Started takings stock of their situation carefully. They started off with the surviving crew.
First came the two mighty Atlas Class Boston Dynamic Robots. Atlas is a bipedal humanoid robot primarily developed by the American robotics company Boston Dynamics with original funding and oversight from the U.S. Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA). The robot was initially designed for a variety of search and rescue tasks, and was unveiled to the public on July 11, 2013.200Please respect copyright.PENANAYhB7NGGVDB
However these latest Atlas robots were far superior to the initial effort. These were battle hardened, and had served all over the world in real disaster recovery, mining, oil drilling, fire fighting and simply the most brutal situation the world could offer including the Nuclear, Chemical and Biological (NBC) hazards. These could be trusted in the most dire of conditions, and this seemed as the situation to test them to their limit, If there was any. Now powered with long lasting batteries, these could be charged in minutes, even over the air wirelessly. Only flaw or blessing was that they could not talk, however they understood the speakers in all the world languages and were able to perform all instructions using only the verbal commands. There were very less incidents of accidents happening due to misunderstood verbal commands. A feat made possible by half a decade of development and refinement.200Please respect copyright.PENANA7t5WcupPR4
The traveler looked at the two mighty robots, ready to serve. The crash had left many scars on them, but no serious damage was done. The reason was timely decision by the on site personal AI, Mother, who decided to launch the 3rd Atlas robot to handle the crash outside the heavy rocket. While the third robot was lost, all the remaining supplies were saved including the crew.
Or so he thought at he moment. This was the verbal report narrated by the AI Girl.200Please respect copyright.PENANAHDqcWTRUxT
The Traveler looked at them thoughtfully and smiled, the situation was funny. They were trapped below ground, in a grave like small room, with two white , shining and perfect looking specimens of God's creation.
"You remind me of something", He laughed. "I shall rename you Munkar and Nakir". So both were renamed accordingly. Before that they were named Unit 1, 2 and 3. How boring, he had thought before embarking on the mission. But since they were carefully packed in the cargo, hence no interaction had taken place.
(Note: (Arabic: منكر ونكير) (English translation: "The Denied and The Denier") in Islamic eschatology, are angels who test the faith of the dead in their graves).200Please respect copyright.PENANAEUAb3er261
Then came the Robot Dog, Spot Class. Its source, again Boston Dynamics, however, it was highly modified by the robotics team of C@SE (Sir Syed CASE Institute of Technology, Islamabad, Pakistan), founded by legendary late Dr Shoaib.
He looked at the non- organic camera and LiDAR fitted head of Spot Class Dog Robot, remembered another, very famous Dog, who will go to heaven as per tradition, the only Animal to go to heaven, so they said, because of the company of good people it served with, The People of the cave. He remembered words of a friend, "If you are sinful, and less then perfect, accompany the Good People, company of the Good people can take Dogs to Heaven". He had laughed at the moment, but since then had never left the company of people in search of God , though His Prophet, through His Sheikh, His Spiritual Guide, more than his father, who had left him alone decades ago. The memory left his eyes wet.
He petted the Dog , knowing that the gesture was meaningless to the Dog, and said, "I name you Qiṭmīr, after the Dog of The People of the Cave. I have also just awoken from a log slumber, and have my companions with me, plus a Dog".
He realized that the Girl had not mentioned his sleeping period or the distance they had traveled so far.
He turned his attention to the AI Holographic Girl now. The AI called Mother was dead, so to speak, and in its turn was standing this 6 years old Girl who was wise and naive at the same time.
Computer scientists had learned the hard way, the value of training the AI engines. The world was so much full of bad news, people and morals, that all crowd sourced AIs turned out to be totally useless, and acquired the general mood of human condition. Selfish, lying, and deceitful. There were no golden laws of robotics for AI, which needed to be trained meticulously to serve humans and not go astray. Finally the Grand Islamic Scientific Counsel had decided that all personal AIs were the responsibility of their owners. They had to teach them like kids, and in a few years, they became what their owners tought them. Just like little children. Since personal AIs took care of all the financial and business transactions of their owners, hence training a truthful and honest AI was a goal, achieved only by the best of people. Rest were as fickle as their owners.
He had taken a decade to train Mother, called so, because he had made her in image of her late mother. And now she was dead, instead there was this little Girl. Could he call her, the Daughter ?.
"I shall call you Wania" he gently smiled. remembering his sister. His eyes became moist.
Wania had no clue why the old man was misty eyed. She could not touch anything, as the holographic projection was just a view, so she decided not to hug him for comforting. Instead she made the three robots to leave quietly and made lights dim slowly.
He gently went to sleep in a few minutes.
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