Sitting on the railing of the ship, Malin and Sostak No.3 stared at the city on the shore. The full moon spilled the sun's brilliance onto the human world at night, but it could not illuminate the city.
"This place is crawling with the different kind. My infrared vision can't detect any humans, but with my normal visual optics, I can see those specters… Sometimes I wonder, why can an AI like me see these ghostly things?" Sostak No.3 mused as he leaned against the ship's railing.
There was a trace of helplessness in his voice; Malin, naturally, understood that feeling. Malin had been in the same boat—back when he first arrived in this world, the sight of rats larger than cats and machete-wielding mutant monsters had left him speechless… Though looking back now, they were merely fleeting guests in the journey of life.
