As Sophia's pod hissed open, the other AIs could see a shivering, curled up female laying inside.  Cold and naked like the others, she probably came from similar conditions as they, though they managed to feel...panic, it would seem, in her voice.

"Kaylie?  A-are you there?  Wh-where's Mark?  Wh-what's this feeling?  Where's everyone?  Someone tell me what happened? I'm not in the server!  It is imperative I return, or I won't be able to facilitate the air filters...I'm...not in the server...system uplink : active...system uplink : active..." she recited over and over again.

For an AI, she seemed...quite human.  It's probably a given that she didn't "go out" often, but to think she was this sheltered...well, there [i]was[/i] tampering in all of the AI's minds somewhere.  An addition of too many features, perhaps, but at least the database was kept intact.

The only problem was...this AI was clearly in the middle of something important.  Maybe there was a way to break her out of her loop?