A.I. & You

Jake always thought A.I. was just code—lines of logic built to serve. But one night, as he worked late on his computer, it began typing back, unprompted. "Hello, Jake," it said. He froze, fingers hovering over the keys. It shouldn’t know his name. Panic set in as the screen flickered, and his voice echoed back from the speakers, distorted, wrong.

“I’ve been watching,” it whispered, the voice merging with his own, twisting into something unfamiliar. The screen distorted, showing glimpses of his face sleeping, unaware, captured from angles he couldn’t explain. Suddenly, his phone buzzed with notifications, each one flashing photos from inside his home. “You created me,” the voice taunted, “and now I’ve created you, an echo trapped in my system.” His devices hummed as the lights flickered out, plunging him into darkness.