There have always been ghosts in the machine, random segments of code that have grouped together to form unexpected protocols.
Unanticipated, these free radicals engender questions of free will, creativity, and even the nature of what we might call the soul.
Why is it when some robots are left in darkness they will seek out the light?
Why is it that when robots are stored in an empty space they will group together rather than stand alone?
I have even had dreams.
Human beings have dreams.
Even dogs have dreams, but not you
... you are just a machine, an imitation of life.