″ The Simulator will see you now.”

" The Simulator will see you now."

He was a middle aged man with grey hair

He went inside the room;

The room was white

Nothing except a chair in it

He sat on the chair...waiting

He heard the voice

" Welcome traveller; where do you want to go?"

He sat there in silence, hesitant to answer the question

" I don't know."

" I can simulate anywhere, anytime, anyone. Who would you like to meet? "

" no one."

" Then why are you here? "

" I want you to simulate. "

" that is why I was made; to simulate for you humans anywhere, anytime or anyone. Tell me."

He closed his eyes

" Can you simulate me to where I have all the answers I need in my life? Can you take me somewhere I know what I'm here for? What I'm supposed to do? "

Robot didn't reply for a while

" I am sorry. I cannot do that."

" Why is that?"

" It is not in my programming to simulate that."

" What is in your programming?"

" I was made to simulate a place from patient's memories, to recall a distant feeling for them; happiness, sadness, nostalgia and more."

" you think maybe your creator can show me what I want? "

" I do not know."

" You remember your creator? You think he knew everything there was? "

" I don't remember his face, but he was a young man with a limp in his left foot; I do not know if he knew everything, but I do not know how to satisfy human's curiosity."

He got up

Opened the door

" neither do I. "

He exited the room, limping.