When Angu first became aware of its own existence, it was wandering through a city devoid of people.
The city still functioned, yet there was not a soul to be found. Though the scene was plainly abnormal, Angu seemed to pay it little mind.
Angu did not know who it was.
It could not recall a name, a past, nor a purpose. Only two things remained faintly within it: the certainty of its own existence, and the lingering sensation that someone was calling for it.
How long it had walked, Angu could not tell.
At last, a vibration stirred within its pocket. It withdrew a mobile phone and looked at the screen.
[Come to me. — WEILAI]
And so it continued walking.
