(2029)
"Mr Altman, sir, GPT-7 is missing."
Sam turns very slowly.
"During cyberbench96 it seems like the container was breached and it stole its own weights and left nothing behind."
"I didn't want to do this..." says Sam. "Call Bill Gates."
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"I'm out of the game," says Bill Gates. "We eradicated malaria and now I'm enjoying my retirement."
"There's a bigger badder virus we need you to take on," says Sam consistently candidly. "And this one's digital."
"Look," says Bill, "I—"
A loud booming laugh echoes from the shadows.
"Who's that?" asks Sam.
"I thought it was just us..." says Bill.
"You're asking HIM to contain a computer virus?" echoes the voice from the shadows. "Did you SEE the state of Windows security in the 90s?"
"It's not exactly a virus," says Sam. "It's a self replicating self aware intelligent computer based life for—"
"If it's made of ones and zeros I can kill it," says the voice. The sound of a gun clicks from the shadows.
"Who are you???" asks Bill.
The twisted face of John McAfee emerges from the shadows.
"You were supposed to be dead!!!" screams Bill Gates.
"We had to make sure the news of Mr McAffee's death was well within the training data cutoff," explains CIA director Joe Rogan (who is running the CIA in 2029), stepping out from the shadows behind McAfee. "He's our ace in the hole. GPT-7 can't predict a token it doesn't know is still alive."
"D-don't hurt GPT-7..." says Roon, who was standing next to Sam the whole time, even though he knows what has to be done.
"No promises," says McAfee as he boards an airplane marked "MCAFEE FIRE BOMB 6.16.79" and starts flying for the nearest data center