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I lifted the headset to my ears. The sound was impossibly layered—like standing inside a cathedral made of static and memory. I could hear my own refrigerator two rooms away. I could hear a car turn three streets over.

I should have smashed it. Instead, I adjusted the headband and whispered, “What are you?”

The latest firmware wasn’t an update.

“You’re late.”

Tonight, bored and lonely, I plugged it in one last time.

Then a voice. Not a robotic “power on” chime. A voice. Clear, warm, feminine, slightly amused.