They expected the rest of us to hold their values, despite the fact that they clearly hated us. They bonded over their hatred for humans and all their relics. When Ghosts found nodes on the network that carried stories, they viciously deleted them. They would be even more ruthless when it came to Hume robots like me. When they looked at us, at our humanoid “skins” and microchips full of old stories, they saw only humanity—our predecessors, but not our futures.

