Franklin Mears 3 - mountains of the taliban

After my encounter with the globally infamous Islamic State, I felt unstopabble. I knew that I will uncover disgusting secrets in Afghanistan.

I knew that doing an interview with the taliban would be easier, as I remember the BBC doing an interview with them back in 2013. I've spend a few days and almost all of my money trying to find this android named "Musfirah".

Eventually I convinced a local taliban militia that I was from a major bradcasting corporation. I told them that they've sent me out to meet their robot. I knew they hated the fact of the "enemy" doing an interview in their headquarters but my lie was believable and they told me where to meet their soldiers. Even if for a short time, they would allow me to enter their base of operations.

After the two sides found each other, they put a bag over my head and brought me into a cave, which was used as an outpost and staging area for future operations. For a minute I really thought that they straight up captured me, but when they lead me into a secluded are of the cave system, I took out my notes and audio recorder. After a little waiting I saw her. Covered in a traditional niqab, it took me a few seconds and a look at her glowing blue eyes to realize it was the third jihad nandroid.


*The following transcript was the convsersation between Franklin Mears and the taliban nandroid*

"So, you are Musfirah. Am I correct?"
"My name is Musfirah Bin-Husein Al-Kindah to be more precise... Sorry I haven't heard nor spoken english in a long time haha!"
"You are not a translator then?"
"Oh no, I wash the boys' clothes, cook them dinner etc... They designed me to be a woman after all!"
"Well I see that you adapted to the local culture very well?"
"Yep, ever since I arrived."
"Speaking of you ending up in Afghanistan... How long have you been here?"
"Eh, my clock program glitched out in 1990."
"Hold on... You arrived in the eighties?!"
"Um yes, by President Reagan's command. Oh I still remember cleaning those massive stinger missles!"
"Let me guess, you were trained for helping the mujahideen."
"Was this a question?"
"I've heard it from one of your sisters."
"Sadeeqa? I'm not allowed to ask about her anymore. Is she alright?"
"Did she say something about her mission? Do you know who sent her to Syria?"
[Franklin stands up. A taliban can be heard in the background]
"Is somethign wrong? Did I do something bad?"
"Please, answer my question. This is very important."
"Okay okay! Jeez."
[The android calms the guard down]
"She was sent in by goverment too-"
"Oh my God."
"-but it's kinda confusing. I mean we are fighting them but they are good now? But they are not? I'm pretty bad at politics all I know is that Reagan died... I've never left this cave you know?"
"God damn..."
"I know right? But life isn't so bad, the other day-"

*The recording ends*

After leaving the middle east behind, I came back to my home. Tired from my journey and paranoid from the cursed knowledge I gathered I continued my research.

The US goverment and Sterling signed multiple contracts over the years. This was usually nothing interesting but from what I learned, vending machines and robot nurses were only the tip of the iceberg. It's known that the goverment did in fact aid the taliban in the soviet-afghan war but what is the deal with ISIS? This is more than just nandroids in warzones. I have touched a dark subject. Something they won't allow the public to learn about.

I am not lying when I type the words "last article in my life" in the same sentence. I'm afraid I will need to lay low for a while and try my best to spread awarness about the injustice that is happening in front of our eyes. If you are just an average Joe, I wish good luck in life and I want you to recognize a lie when they give you one. And if it's a federal agent who is reading this, I only have one thing to say:

Catch me if you can cunts.