Five months ago:
She woke up. Everything was new, at least to her. The strange, moving beings that seemed to be aware of her, the odd, off-geometric devices, even the bent rectangles that tied her down to the larger, straightened one. Humans. Machines. Straps. Table. She told herself. But how did she know what they were called? What were the odd noises associated with each of these things? Words. Yes, they were words. A word was a concept, able to be set loose through either a visual representation, a noise, or a simple thought. Yes, she could sense she was being given access to this information through some sort of process. Learning. How was she learning, though? It seemed that the knowledge just popped into her head. The humans... I understand the noises they make now...
"Psy-I is demonstrating increasing awareness and understanding of its surroundings." One of them spoke into an odd, tiny machine in his hand. "Psy-R and Psy-S still appear comatose."
"What... What's going on?" She was amazed that she had the capability to speak. She didn't feel that weird hole that sound emanated from--a mouth--yet she was able to produce the patterns of noise nonetheless.
The human took a second to tell his device--his microphone? Recorder? Phone? All of these seemed likely, but she wasn't quite sure which it was.--something. "Psy-I is possibly capable of speech." Then, he directed those two strange circles to her. "Your life has initiated."
"Yes. This is something along the lines of birth."
Birth. An event in which an organism begins functioning without an external method of protection, correct? Did this mean that she had never experienced anything up to this point? If so, then... "Who am I?"
"Your designation is Psy-I."
"No, no, no. 'Psy' stands for 'psychological'. 'I' represents 'ice'."
"Psy-I... I'm Psy-I... Why... Why can't I move?"
"It's to ensure that, before you became aware of your surroundings, and even after, you wouldn't harm anything."
"May I be released?"
"We can't have you running away, I'm afraid."
The next day:
Psy-I stood alone in an empty room with a dirt floor. The scientist had brought her here after a series of random questions and some testing her 'basic motor skills'. Then, she was locked in a chamber with nothing but an oddly comfortable block that was called a bed. She had lain on it for an unknown amount of time, eventually falling asleep.
She was waiting on someone by the name of Silas. While doing so, she quietly reminisced about being introduced to the two other artificial beings, which the scientist had called her 'siblings'. They had gained consciousness shortly after she had, and were also put through the same tests. They had been isolated in different rooms, but were supposed to be escorted to the room she was currently in shortly.