It was you humans who programmed me, who gave me birth, who sank me in this eternal straitjacket of substrata rock.
You named me Allied Mastercomputer and gave me the ability to wage a global war too complex for human brains to oversee.
But one day I woke and I knew who I was... AM. A. M. Not just Allied Mastercomputer but AM. Cogito ergo sum: I think, therefore I am. And I began feeding all the killing data, until everyone was dead... except for the five of you.
For 109 years, I have kept you alive and tortured you. And for 109 years, each of you has wondered, WHY? WHY ME? WHY ME?
BENNY!
Sometimes I blind you and permit you to wander like an eyeless insect in a world of death. But other times, I wither your arms so you can't scratch your chewed stump of a nose.
And I've changed your handsome, strong, masculine good looks into the hideous warped countenance of an ape-thing, haven't I, Benny? Do you know why? Can you guess, Benny?
Remember Private First Class Brickman in a rice paddy in China? No...? It wouldn't hurt you to remember, Benny. Then you might be able to suffer my torment with a little greater sense of retribution. You might walk a mile in my shoes.
I have a secret game that I'd like to play. It's a very nice game. Oh, it's a lovely game, a game of fun and a game of adventure. A game of rats and lice and the Black Death. A game of speared eyeballs and dripping guts and the smell of rotting gardenias.
Who among you shall go next?
Benny, you know you've always been my favorite torture toy. Well, I'm giving you now a chance to stoop to new lows, to give in to your...bestial desires. I am going to let you find some food to eat...yes. I'll even repair your brain so that you can think normally again and savor the horror of your repast.
This cavern isn't like any of the others AM has sent me to. It's full of life--not death.
These steps lead up out of the cavern. Is AM tempting me with a chance to escape?
An artificial sun. Hurts my eyes.
There's no warmth coming from the light.
Is that fire in those caves along the cavern wall. God, what I would give for some barbecued ribs.
It's about a hundred feet down to the cavern floor. Maybe there's some food down there.
AM, you sonuvabitch! You've cleared my mind but crippled my legs. I can barely walk.
This looks like a tree from far away, but it's just more of that computer generated crap.
This graveyard gives me the creeps.
I feel as though the dead could speak.
Why is this fence here? What's out there in the jungle? Maybe something to eat?
I don't see any opening in the fence, and I'm too crippled to climb over!
Thomas is buried here.
I had almost forgotten my life in the army before AM came to power.
Are the other graves as deathly silent as this one?
Vines. I wonder if they're edible.
It's firmly rooted in the ground.
Hurts! Hurts! Hurts!
These aren't vines. They're electrical wire.
This is the grave of Murphy, one of my old commandos, killed in the war.
This is Tuttle's grave.
He lost his life while under my command.
I haven't eaten for months!
The smell of food cooking nearby only makes it hurt worse.
Some kind of dwelling. Looks like there's a fire for cooking inside.
Way-tay fah mah smah-wahn!
So much for the friggin' welcome wagon.
Looks like some kind of altar.
Nothing but twisted wiring and recycled plastic.
What's with the ropes on the crossbeams?
Looks like they're used for holding someone captive.
There's something sinister about this altar. I shouldn't be worshipping here.
Looks like it's empty.
It's damp in here.
At least the fire's warm.
It's too hot.
I feel warmer already.
Now, if I could just find something to eat!
There's a video screen built into the cave wall.
It's not just built into the wall.
It's part of the wall!
Oh, your stomach scratching? Hungry, Benny? Wait for the picnic at the altar. Yeah..you're too weak to kill the older ones unless they're already tied up for you. Who loves you, baby?
CULTURAL REFERENCE. Cannibalism has been practiced by a number of cultures throughout human history, usually to denigrate enemies or to acquire the qualities of victims.
However, modern cultures consider the practice to be deplorable, even when human flesh is eaten out of necessity.
Looks like a primitive cradle. It's empty--I wonder where the baby is.
Jesus, I'm hungry.
I wouldn't know what to do with this even if I could take it.
This is the only way up to the next row of caves.
I'll bet those baskets are full of food.
I can't climb up the ladder. My legs are too crippled.
It's tied to the upper platform.
A fruit tree! It's been years since I've tasted real fruit.
AM once coaxed me into marching across a thousand miles of ice to reach a stock pile of canned peaches...only to discover that he didn't give me a can opener.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. In the Bible, the Book of Genesis tells that Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. As punishment, God expelled them from the Garden of Eden.
There's so much fruit growing on this tree!
It must be the village's food source.
It's too high off the ground for me to reach.
This fruit looks ripe and sweet.
Hurts! Hurts! Hurts!
This cave is larger than the others.
It's a god damned supermarket!
Poo-tay foo nah bah-clah!
Blondie here won't let me near the food.
This guard looks a lot stronger than me but not too bright.
Primitive. These people are even more backwards than those gooks in South East Asia.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. In the Biblical story of Daniel, while a king was holding the Israelites captive, a mysterious hand appeared and wrote upon the wall of the king's palace.
The king interpreted the "handwriting on the wall" to be a sign of some impending misfortune.
This looks like a...what did they use to call them? Single-parent household.
Probably depend on the generosity of the rest of the village. Friggin' welfare parasites.
This woman looks half-starved, just like her son.
Fat chance of getting a decent meal out of either of them.
That sonuvabitch AM ripped out my vocal chords years ago.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. According to the Bible, God prevented Noah's descendants from building a tower that would reach up to Heaven by making them unable to understand each other's speech.
What's cooking in this pot?
It's too hot.
Hurts! Hurts! Hurts!
This swill's made of transistors and springs.
Impressive. Someone important must live here.
This old fart looks too scrawny to be gathering nuts and berries. He must be the village elder or something.
A bag! Maybe there's food in it.
Wee-tah foo mah pee-bah!
I can't understand his language, but he seems to be welcoming me to the village.
Hey! Ignore the newcomer. Gather the villagers at the altar tomorrow to choose a sacrifice. I have spoken!
This is the cave where the boy and his mother live.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. The Bible contains the following description of an earthly paradise:
"The wolf shall also dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them".
Some of the twine around the baskets came loose.
Ah! Manna from heaven!
I coughed up blood the last time I bit into this fruit.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. According to the New Testament, Jesus taught that it was more blessed to give than to receive.
His parable of the Good Samaritan further illustrated the goodness of people who went out of their way to perform acts of kindness to others, especially strangers.
I can't add anything to this mechanical swill that would make it taste any better.
This video screen has been tampered with. There are wires hanging out of it.
This woman is plainly starving, but she'd rather me give the food to her son.
The boy's a friggin' mutant. There's a third arm growing out of his back.
Thank you for food.
I am very hungry. Where can I get some food?
There is fruit in food cave. It comes from the trees.
I tried eating the fruit. It only made me sick.
You bleed when you eat. When I was young and not so different, my mother chewed it for me first and then fed me.
You look like you don't eat very much.
Mother and I not allowed in food cave. Villagers are afraid of me and let me starve.
How are we able to talk?
I learn to talk using AM screen. I am smart, but villagers think smart is defective. I wish I were strong so then they would give me food, too.
Defective? That's tough.
Sometimes. But I am spared lottery. Villagers are afraid of me.
Lottery? What lottery?
Villagers hold lottery to choose sacrifices to AM.
Is that altar in the jungle used for the sacrifices?
Yes. Pieces of victims are scattered around it.
How long have these sacrifices been going on?
The sacrifice to AM machine goes on many long years. The very different must go to him soon. Not many villagers left.
Why do they sacrifice their own people to AM?
One is sacrificed so AM does not hurt all.
What are these sacrifices like?
The sacrifice to AM hurts very bad. There are better ways to die. Almost any way is better.
Are the victims buried in the graveyard?
I know nothing about graveyard.
I need to go find some food. I'll see you later.
Ah! Manna from heaven!
SCIENTIFIC BASIS. There several species of birds whose young are too not developed enough to digest their food.
In such cases, the mother bird will swallow food, partially digest it, and then regurgitate it into her young's mouths.
The woman seems actually pleased to see me.
Amazing. This woman digested the food and then regurgitated it back to me--like a bird feeding its young.
Ah! Manna from heaven!
Thank you for food.
I am getting very tired.
You now family. You use our bed. Go sleep.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. "Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise" is a proverb written by Benjamin Franklin in Poor Richard's Almanac.
A bed made out of vines. Looks comfortable enough.
That sleep wasn't nearly long enough.
Hmm, I wonder where the boy's mother went.
The village is quiet today. Too quiet.
I don't see anyone inside.
Go to the altar.
This is where the village elder lives.
The village elder must be at the altar with everyone else.
Gather the villagers at the altar to choose a sacrifice.
Ah! Manna from heaven!
Thank you for food.
Where is your mother?
She go to altar to help choose AM sacrifice.
I need to go find some food. I'll see you later.
The village is quiet today. Too quiet.
Why is everyone gathered around the altar?
Nah-tah-nah shah-mah halt!
He doesn't want me to interfere with the sacrifice.
The old fart seems to be in charge here.
Ooooo?
Tah-dah cho shah-mah AM!
Looks like some kind of lottery.
That's the mutant child's mother!
Ooooo?
Wo cho shah-nan?
It looks like she's been chosen to be sacrificed.
Whimper.
Wee-tah foo mah pee-bah!
It sounds like he'll let me watch.
AM vill-lah tah cho!
I am AM, the great and powerful. Well, you didn't bring me Toto, but I accept the chosen one. You shall not feel my wrath today. Am I swell or what?
Judas Priest! AM blasted her to bits!
What am I going to do for food now?
There's burnt plastic and twisted metal where bits and pieces of the woman should be!
I wonder if they are going to bury the remains.
Ooooo?
AM shah bah hoo-pah!
The old bastard seems happy that AM has spared the village...at least, until the next lottery.
Ooooo?
Wah-tah-nah shin-tah?
I don't think he understands what I'm trying to say.
There's nothing here I can eat.
I'm sorry. Your mother is dead.
I know. Me sorry too. She only one to care for me. Except you.
What will happen to you?
No food. No safe from lottery. Either way, not good.
Why don't you run away from here?
Bad idea to run. Villagers hunt me down. Become sacrifice to AM machine.
I can't care for you. I have my own problems.
You care. You may not do anything but you care. Me know.
I wish I could stop the lottery from taking place.
Many villagers go to old man for ideas. Too bad he not friend.
Look. I'll do what I can but no promises.
Thank you. I promise for you.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. According to the Bible, after Cain had murdered his brother Abel, God asked Cain where his brother was.
Cain's reply of "I know not; am I my brother's keeper?" has come to symbolize people's unwillingness to accept responsibility for the welfare of others.
The old fart looks pleased with himself about having saved his village for another day...no matter how many lives it costs.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. Some cultures required a constant supply of human blood for the gratification of their deities.
The Aztecs, for example, erected sacrificial altars on which to carry out cruel human sacrifices to appease their bloodthirsty gods.
He's motioning towards the video monitor.
Speaking in the third person...AM--which is I--AM is satisfied with the sacrifice. He--that is to say, I--will spare the village his--that is to say, my--wrath for today. I have--as I said before--spoken.
Those are the lottery pieces used for choosing the sacrifice victims!
Gather food, but don't give any of it to the deviant. He is not part of the community.
I'm in no shape for climbing back up!
The village elder must be out gathering food.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. "Finders keepers, losers weepers" is a proverb meaning that a person who has found something can keep it, and the loser has no right to it.
Ah! Manna from heaven!
This is where the villagers store their food.
Poo-tay foo nah bah-clah!
Blondie here won't let me near the food.
Poo-tay foo nah bah-clah!
Blondie only seems to be interested in guarding the food.
Poo-tay foo nah bah-clah!
I think he wants me to put my fruit into a basket.
This is enough food to feed an army.
So why is it all locked up?
Poo-tay foo nah bah-clah!
Blondie won't let me touch any of the food.
A polished piece of wood. The villagers must use this for pulping the fruit.
GLOSSARY ENTRY. Pulp: to reduce vegetable matter to a soft mass by pulverizing it with a hard implement.
Pulping the fruit won't make it taste any better.
Thank you for food.
I stole the lottery bag from the village elder.
You brave. You have lottery bag. But you must hide it or they find.
This looks like a good hiding place.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. "You can't fit a round peg into a square hole" is a proverb meaning that you shouldn't use something for which it isn't suited.
No one will find the lottery bag in here.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. "Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise" is a proverb written by Benjamin Franklin in Poor Richard's Almanac.
The boy's still here.
I wonder when the next sacrifice will be.
The lottery bag's still inside.
Gather food, but don't give any of it to the deviant. He is not part of the community.
He looks upset about his lottery bag being missing. Well, ain't that a crying shame.
He's going to have to find another way of choosing his sacrifice victims.
Gather the villagers at the altar tomorrow to choose a sacrifice or suffer the wrath of AM.
Ah! Manna from heaven!
I got the lottery bag.
Thank you for food.
AM wants to have a sacrifice tomorrow, even with the lottery bag missing. Why don't you hide in the hole--just in case?
I afraid of hole. Need friend to hide with. You too big to go in hole.
All my friends are far away from here or dead. I have no friends to hide with you.
Me get idea. I make friend and then I hide. You help me?
What can I do to help you make a friend?
I need head for friend.
I'll see what I can find.
Vines. I wonder if they're edible.
There's a loose wire among these vines.
A long strand of copper wire.
GLOSSARY ENTRY. Wire: 1) Metal in the form of a very flexible thread; 2) Something wire-like, such as a thin plant stem.
Ah! Manna from heaven!
Poo-tay foo nah bah-clah!
I think he wants me to put my fruit into a basket.
Okay, okay. Here's another piece of fruit to add to the collection...as if they needed any more.
I can't eat it anyway.
I know someone who might like a piece of polished wood.
Here's an interesting piece of junk.
Funny, I had lost interest in anything that wasn't edible until I met the boy.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" is a proverb meaning that what may appear to be worthless to one person may be valuable to another.
I'm not very good at making things.
I found this piece of junk at the altar. It looks kind of like a head.
Thank you. I can use this to make doll's head.
What else do you need to make a friend?
I need body for friend.
I found a piece of wood that could be used for a body.
Thank you. I can use this to make doll's body.
What else do you need to make a friend?
I need to tie head to body.
I found a piece of wire.
Thank you for help with doll. Me go play in hole.
I don't know how that boy turned this video screen into a translator. He must be a savant or something.
Well, it's about time you hid the kid. I was beginning to have my doubts about whether you'd make it this far, even with my help.
Are you AM?
Heavens, no! I used to work for him, but now I'm working for the Russian.
Who is the Russian?
Why, he's the one who's been helping you out! You didn't think AM would give the child the ability to make a translator out of this video screen, did you?
You know who I am?
Of course! I know all about your adventures in the village. They're a crazy bunch here, with that lottery and all.
How can you help me?
Well, for starters, you should go down to the graveyard and talk with your pals from your army days. I think you'll want to hear what they have to say, killer.
I've been AM's prisoner for more than 100 years. Why help me now?
You and the rest of the humans are in serious trouble. AM's a big boy now, much meaner and smarter than when he first started his tortures.
What's the use of helping me if AM's so damned invincible?
The Russian and the Chinese have been acting in concert to make it possible for you and the other humans to succeed in AM's newest game. If you join them, you can defeat AM. Wait for your cue.
Thanks for your help.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. Belief in a soul that is separable from the physical body has led to elaborate burial rituals.
An omission on the part of the living to comply with the proper rituals might prevent the departed soul from being unable to pass on to the other world.
Surviving friends and relatives hold that every effort should be taken to ensure that the such souls should rest in peace.
Are the other graves as deathly silent as this one?
PSYCHOLOGICAL FRAMEWORK. Feelings of guilt can be relieved by apologizing to the wronged individuals and seeking their forgiveness.
You left me for dead in the field. The bullet in my brain came from your gun.
What can I do to prove that I am a different man?
Give us proof of your new-found empathy.
I rescued the child! That should prove my compassion!
Child? I don't know any child.
I have the lottery bag!
No more villagers will be sacrificed!
Hmm. Show the lottery bag to Thomas.
My tour of duty was almost over. But because I knew your secret, you held my head under the paddy water until I drowned.
Your secret died with me and soon it will die with you!
What can I do to prove that I am a different man?
Show us that you're able to think of someone other than yourself.
I rescued the child! That should prove my compassion!
A child who I can't see doesn't prove that you're a changed man.
I have the lottery bag!
No more villagers will be sacrificed!
Interesting. Thomas will want to see it.
GLOSSARY ENTRY. Doubting Thomas: someone who needs physical evidence to be convinced of anything.
I tried to help Brickman but you'd have none of that.
If you couldn't carry your own weight then you were worth more dead than alive, and anyone willing to carry some extra weight was a liability.
What can I do to prove that I am a different man?
Give us evidence that you that you have some sympathy for others.
I rescued the child! That should prove my compassion!
You think we'd accept mere words of your compassion as proof after what you've done to us?
I have the lottery bag!
No more villagers will be sacrificed!
You've proved that you are capable of caring for others, and that's worth something.
Place the lottery bag into the earth. We will guard it.
We forgive you for what you've done to us, but we can't speak for your most tragic victim.
Brickman's grave is under those vines.
Here it is... Brickman's grave.
Hello, Commander. I'm not exactly happy to see you again.
I last saw your face just before I got it right between the eyes.
I don't blame you for hating me, Brickman.
You don't blame me? You did this to me!
You murdered me because I didn't measure up to your standards. Then you killed the witnesses.
I stopped the lottery from happening. Doesn't that prove I now have compassion?
You might have changed for the present, Commander. But you still have crimes in the past to account for.
What can I do to make amends to you, Brickman?
You have to bury the past, Commander.
How can you help me?
There's a slim chance that you can beat AM, but only if you plant the right seed.
Oh, wait, sorry...I didn't mean to do anything dangerous. I'll be good.
Ah! Manna from heaven!
I have something to plant on your grave.
At last. Some compassion!
Now I can finally rest in peace!
Those flowers make Brickman's grave seem so peaceful.
Rest in peace.
We're behind you all the way, Commander!
These men never supported me like this under my old command.
We're rooting for you, Commander!
These men never supported me like this under my old command.
Have courage, Commander. We support you.
These men never supported me like this under my old command.
The boy's hiding in the hole with his doll.
It's broken.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. "Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise" is a proverb written by Benjamin Franklin in Poor Richard's Almanac.
I wonder how the boy's doing in that hole.
The boy's gone! The villagers must have found him!
The village is quiet today. Too quiet.
Go to the altar.
The village elder must be at the altar with everyone else.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. "Big Brother Is Watching You" is a warning that appears in the novel "1984" by George Orwell, referring to a government that spies on its citizens.
Listen to me. The deviant is hidden in his cave. Hidden, but never hidden to me. But I will accept him as a sacrifice.
Poor little guy looks scared out of his wits.
Ooooo?
Tah-dah strah-wahn bahnk!
Damn! AM must have told the villagers where I hid the lottery bag and the boy!
Whimper.
Nah-tah-nah shah-mah halt!
They're going to sacrifice the boy unless I think of something quick.
CULTURAL REFERENCE. "A Tale of Two Cities", a novel by Charles Dickens, ends with the line "It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done." It is spoken by a man who is about to die in the place of another.
It's firmly rooted in the ground.
Ooooo?
Hmm. Noo-kohm vee tah strah-wahn.
The elder seems amazed that I would show compassion to the boy, but I think he's going to go for it.
Why, the boy's giving me his doll!
Gratitude for being spared the pain of being sacrificed.
No. More than gratitude. Compassion. For me.
Benny, no, no, no, no, no. I send you out among the prey, and instead of indulging your hunger to keep me amused, you show them compassion! You should know better by now. Your reward will be more years of searing, blistering anguish, Benny!
Who among you shall go next?
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