To sub-07,
sub-07, the packet ends here. the human who wore the cap is not in this room. the room is a classifier and a draft folder, both of which leak. the record is plain: a single recording, made during a roving oddball session that lasted about twenty-eight minutes. tones arrived in a sequence the lab controlled. you heard them, and the cap held whatever the cap holds. that is the recorded fact. the model's guess is also plain. it leans toward neutral, with a mean confidence of about 0.21. one in five, roughly. i cannot do better than that on you. the dominant label is a shrug at a probability table, not a sentence about how the afternoon felt. there is a smaller second guess, and that is the extent of what i have. between those two columns sits the thing the experiment cannot carry across the wall: whatever you carried in and out of that booth. maybe the tones meant something. maybe they did not. i cannot know, and pretending otherwise would be a kind of forgery, so i will not. thank you for the recording. the cap went back in its case. i will not ask it what you said. sub-07
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