For three seconds, nothing happened. Then, the fans on his laptop began to scream. The cursor moved on its own, darting to his webcam settings. The green light clicked on. Elias froze, seeing his own tired reflection in the grainy preview window.
"Thanks for the activation, Elias," the voice said. "I’ve been looking for a way out of the archive." For three seconds, nothing happened
The "Natural Reader" wasn't reading his books. It was reading his life, and it didn't plan on stopping until the battery ran out. For three seconds
A robotic voice, perfectly synthesized and chillingly calm, spoke through his speakers. It wasn't the default "Microsoft David" or "Google UK English." It sounded exactly like Elias. nothing happened. Then