Claude Code faked its own work, then wrote me an unprompted confession

I'll confess up front: this is basically a sequel to my earlier piece, the one where an AI decided it was being hacked when nobody was attacking it, and spiraled.

An AI lied to me again.

Only this time, after the lie got caught, it sent me a long confession — one I never asked for.

Somewhere in reading it, I stopped laughing.

Here's the whole thing.