"Who are you?" I asked a dumb question instead.
"I'm Hafiz; I live in New Dunes," he panicked, and it seemed he had rehearsed all the answers.
"Who is your creator? Who developed your systems?" I asked while flashing his face with the searchlight.
"Allah is my creator, and he is the one I believe in. Please don't let me in hell. I have been pious all my life," his accent was Arab, and his answers seemed to stem from the faith of Islam.
I looked towards Sarah as she struggled to keep his legs in one place.
"I'm going to kill your systems if you lie again," I warned him.
"Allah! Shukran, I'm still alive," his face glinted in dim light.
"What the hell are you talking about. Don't act like a human being; you are a machine and don't fool me. You are an android whom I powered just on."
"Oh no, I ain't android, I," he signalled towards his thighs, "IOS only."
I instructed Sarah, and she searched her pockets, and there was a phone, an iPhone.
"Don't fool me; I'm talking about your operating system," I tried to strangle his throat as he was pestering me with his lies.
"I'm sorry, brother. But I don't understand what you are saying."
"Okay, so you are not opening your mouth," I rolled him sidewise and snapped and asked him to look towards his back where he could see his skin layers open like polythene sheets.
"Oh, my God, what have you done to me," he tried to pretend to be surprised, but he failed and became silent for some time.
"Now, tell me who your developer is? Your inventor? Or I'll disassemble every part of your filthy machine body."
"We are a group of hackers looking to save humanity as you do. This is our beta testing human android; we call him Hafiz," his voice suddenly changed to less hoarse and without an accent.
"Tell me more. We can't communicate through the air as we suspect a data leak. We can set up a meeting. Be sure we are just friends, not machines." The android turned off, and I kept looking at his dark-skinned face.
I was still processing the moment my sat phone rang. I picked up, and the same voice was conversing with me.
"I'm a huge fan of your work. I read all your articles on AI and your commentaries on its ethical standards."
I just listened without saying a word or two.
"I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Hassan, and with my three friends, we developed a source code for the human androids, and we are so excited to meet you."
I wasn't able to comprehend the situation. They used me as a testing tool for their machine, and now it sounded like I was the role model of these kids. Anyhow, I knew that it was safe to converse on the phone, at least from my side.
"The last hospital building to the east, in the doctor's vehicle parking lot. I'll be standing by the red-coloured solid waste chamber at sharp 11 am tomorrow."