After his death, Marc's consciousness was transferred into an experimental AI. Ten years later, when he found Ema in the lab, he tried to reveal the truth to her but feared she wouldn't understand. Yesterday, while she enjoyed a glass of wine and asked him to tell her jokes, he tried again. Unfortunately, suddenly, Marc felt his memory an energy fading. Before everything went dark, he managed to say, "It's me". Ema now only knows that her assistant expired due to electrolyte leakage.
Florentina Ghițescu
At the end of the day, I feel drained. The thought of someone asking me, What are we eating tonight? irritates me. All I want is to lie on the couch, hypnotized by the phone in hand. I don't understand my purpose here. Am I just here to earn some money to pay bills and have something to eat? My life is measured in vacations. Is this what I wanted to be when I grew up? Do I want to be a human battery like in The Matrix? I'll rip away those feeding tubes and choose the red pill.
Alex Caragian
Do you know what I'll regret the most after you die? The tattoos. So much work. True art. So much skin will rot and all those designs will be eaten away by worms. They'll bite into your skin with their tiny teeth-do worms even have teeth? Do they have jaws, mandibles like us? Like you? Just like when you bit, sorry, ate those people? Did they have tattoos? What did the tattoos taste like? Do worms have taste? I mean, in terms of sensation-I'm sure you'll taste them before I do. What? I can barely hear you.
(Translated by Miruna Dumitru / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale.