You point the pulverizer gun at the sweet old woman across the street… and press the trigger! The power of the gun jerks you back. A wave of lightning-like energy zaps her into dust. It was either you or her, and you chose you. The guard couldn’t have been so dumb as to let you fire on them. Right? There was no obviously moral pathway here?!
“I don’t feel guilty about that at all,” you lie, forcibly smiling.
“YOU HAVE DONE WELL WITH MY INQUIRY,” the guard says, taking back its gun. “I HAVE ONE MORE QUESTION FOR YOU TO CONFIRM YOU ARE NOT A HUMAN.”
Whatever this is, you’re ready for it. Hopefully.