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. Instead, my eyes met those of Mandor, who smiled faintly.
"Ah, very good," he said. "You are alone and apparently safe."
As things came clearer I saw that Fiona was standing beside him,
standing very close as a matter of fact.
"I'm okay," I said. "I'm back in Amber. You all right?"
"Intact," he said, looking past me, though there was not much to see
beyond wall and a bit of tapestry. "Would you care to come through?" I
asked.
"I'd love to see Amber," he replied. "But that pleasure will have to
await another occasion. We are somewhat occupied at the moment."
"You've discovered the cause of the disturbances?" I asked.
He glanced at Fiona, then back at me.
"Yes and no," he said. "We've some interesting leads but no certainty
at the moment."
"Uh, what can I do for you then?" I asked.
Fiona extended her index finger and suddenly became much clearer. I
realized that she must have reached out and touched my Trump for better
contact.
"We've had an encounter with a manifestation of that machine you
built," she said. "Ghostwheel."
"Yes?" I said.
"You're right, it's sentient-social AI as well as technical. "
"I was already certain it could pass the Turing test."
"Oh, no doubt about that," she responded, "since by definition the
Turing test requires a machine capable of lying to people and misleading
them
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