Aunties secret
She slid into my bed, whispering, “Thunder scares me,” though the sky was clear. Her robe slipped, her touch lingered. “You’re not so little anymore,” she breathed. My pulse raced. I blinked—she was gone. Door locked. Her room down the hall… untouched since her funeral last year.

The future is here! Whatever we have imagined, it's time to put it to the test. A few years back, AI was a fragment of reality. Slowly, over time, it began to become real. The next reality will leave nothing untouched, including humanity – hopefully, to our advantage.