Turing Test Taschenbuch von Herta Huels

Darwin’s last words ring in my ears. Get out. I raise my arm
against the blaze. I can feel its heat from inside our cell, and
just as I wonder how we’re supposed to avoid burning up down
here, the overhead lights shut off. It’s almost imperceptible, because
the kre glows brighter than the dull bulbs, but I see the moment
the lighting turns completely to a red-orange flicker.