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Color by George Peterson.


Niomi: Don't worry. There are some smart people looking at this. Now if the fate of artificial intelligence was up to me, then we can be worried.
Narration: Meanwhile, in another part of the ship, the very nature of reality is being questioned.
Helix: My feet are magnetic.
Sam: It doesn't matter. I'm standing on the floor. You're the one who's standing on the wall.