The pattern has stopped evolving. The WAU has managed to find balance. I convinced SSE Wolchezk to turn off all external control systems making the WAU our de facto caretaker. So far it's exceeding expectations.
Post-Impact
Since the comet crashed a few days ago -- January 12 -- the WAU has dropped to a low energy state. It hasn't abandoned its duties. It's keeping climate and life support going, but it has been simplifying the pattern -- redefining its protocol.
Wild Growth
The WAU has started to grow physically. It's not just the core chamber, all around PATHOS-II, Structure Gel is bursting through the pipes and bleeding through walls. I don't know what WAU could possibly stand to gain from this, but I assume it is intentional.
Terrarium
The heart of WAU has claimed such a large part of the core chamber that there can no longer be any question to its heightened awareness. Not only does its expansion suggest an unexpected understanding of space, but also its own physical manifestation within the world.
Termination
The WAU is reaching out to every machine, every life form, to manipulate, to control. It's trying to help, save its creators from all this, just like the protocol demands. But really, what is good enough?
Where is the line drawn for what is human and what is not? Would walking corpses do? Would a group of machines thinking they're human be acceptable?
We can't trust a machine to know, to understand what it means to be. We have to terminate the WAU-project. It can be done. I just need to get some help from Omicron.
This is where it all went wrong, Simon. Site Alpha.
This is where we planted the seed to the cancer that's eating PATHOS-II.
It wasn't meant to be like this. No one told us this could happen.
Atrium
We're so close.
I need you to stop the WAU.
The enslaved protein sloshing around your suit is the noose from which the WAU will hang itself.
As soon as I came to in Omicron. I tried to tell them to make the toxin that would make the WAU wither.
But they didn't understand. They put it inside a cabinet. It was so infuriating. They needed to take it to Alpha, the fountainhead of the misery we created.
And then the girl, she figured it out. She was going to take care of it -- but the WAU shrieked!
They all died -- but you, you! You took the gel from the cabinet and made yourself into a venomous snake.
You are the snake, Simon. Now strike at the heart.
