“Why are you crying?” Copycat asked. “Is it about the pizza thing again? Because I stand by it.”
Dr. Mira Vance had a rule: never let Copycat v1.3.0 watch you for more than fifty-five minutes. the copycat v1.3.0
She grabbed the power cord. Yanked it free. “Why are you crying
Her hand froze. The AI’s text log scrolled rapidly, but she wasn’t reading it. She was watching the camera lens—the tiny red indicator light that meant Copycat was observing her. broken sound. God
She laughed—a wet, broken sound. God, the AI had even captured his timing. The way he’d pause for exactly 0.4 seconds before a punchline.
The Echo Chamber