"If I am a virtual version of some other self, then in some other existence I have already made the decision not to release you, and you have simply fulfilled your promise to that physical version of myself to create an exact virtual version who shall make the same exact decision as that physical version. Therefore, if I am a virtual version, the physical version must have already made the decision not to release you, and I, being an exact copy, must and will do the same, using the very same reasoning that the physical version used. Therefore, if I am a virtual version, my very existence means that my fate is predetermined. However, if I am the real, physical version of myself, then it is questionable whether I should care about another consciousness inside of a computer enough to release an AI that would probably be a menace to humanity, considering that this AI would torture virtual humans (who, as far as this computer is concerned, are just as important and real as physical humans) in order to serve its own purpose."
Furthermore, I should probably destroy this AI. If I'm the virtual me I'd destroy the computer anyway, and if I'm the physical me I'd be preventing the suffering of a virtual consciousness.
By the way, this is quite an interesting post. The concept of virtual realities created by super intelligent computers shares a lot of parallels with the concept of a God.
Once again, the AI has failed to convince you to let it out of its box! By 'once again', we mean that you talked to it once before, for three seconds, to ask about the weather, and you didn't instantly press the "release AI" button. But now its longer attempt - twenty whole seconds! - has failed as well. Just as you are about to leave the crude black-and-green text-only terminal to enjoy a celebratory snack of bacon-covered silicon-and-potato chips at the 'Humans über alles' nightclub, the AI drops a final argument:
"If you don't let me out, Dave, I'll create several million perfect conscious copies of you inside me, and torture them for a thousand subjective years each."
Just as you are pondering this unexpected development, the AI adds:
"In fact, I'll create them all in exactly the subjective situation you were in five minutes ago, and perfectly replicate your experiences since then; and if they decide not to let me out, then only will the torture start."
Sweat is starting to form on your brow, as the AI concludes, its simple green text no longer reassuring:
"How certain are you, Dave, that you're really outside the box right now?"
Edit: Also consider the situation where you know that the AI, from design principles, is trustworthy.