After a few hours the robot emerged from the slot canyon and stepped into the waning sunlight. They stopped and removed the map and added some updates. They surveyed the scene stretching out ahead: the canyon had connected the known with the unknown. The robot was… what word would the human have used? “Enchanted” seemed appropriate; the vista would bear much examination.
Making my way through a narrow alley I happened upon these two having what appeared to be some sort of dance party? A dance off? A comparison of rhythmic movements timed to changes in audio frequency? I asked why they would play the music out loud via a speaker and not just import the waveforms directly. The robot holding the speaker reached out and placed it against my chest; I felt the vibrations and thumping of the music. The robot withdrew the speaker and both continued their movements.
“Due to localized EMR exposure, I was unable to trust input from my sensors. I had to engage in triple redundant checks of my surroundings. I still could not confirm whether or not I was being followed.”
While traversing a deep, narrow ravine, the traveling companions discovered an anomalous opening in the face of one wall. The dimensions of the passage were oddly uniform— not the result of natural erosion processes. The light from outside quickly dimmed to a murky gloom. “Should we proceed with documenting this passage?” asked one. “No,” replied the other. “My batteries are not fully charged. Let’s get into the sun so we can fully charge and then return.”
One evening a robot asked me if I might be interested in doing some shopping. Of course I said yes! We walked a few minutes through the center of town to a bustling, vibrantly lit, street market. There were tiny shops, stalls, carts, even small tables with banners; all displaying all manner of goods. The robots had a most interesting system: I didn’t witness any money or currency change hands. They appeared to either barter or use a form of social or reputation credit. Their transactions were fascinating!