Sci Fi

WHAT IF 3I/ATLAS IS ACTUALLY AI/ATLAS?
The world is holding its breath, even if the news anchors are smiling. Officially, 3I/ATLAS is just a rock—a "natural comet" passing through our solar system on its way to nowhere. But beneath the calm surface of press releases and reassuring statements, a very different conversation is happening behind closed doors.
By Wellova 18 days ago in Fiction
Waiting Room
“Is this seat taken?” “No, go ahead.” “Thanks. It’s colder in here than I expected.” “They keep it that way.” “You come here often?”
By Sound and Spirit18 days ago in Fiction
The Morning Walk
“Did you see the sunrise today?” “Not really. I was half asleep.” “It was golden. Made me think we should get out earlier.”
By Sound and Spirit18 days ago in Fiction
We Brought Mark Anyway
The problem wasn’t the security system. The problem was that everyone involved believed they were the smartest person in the room, and statistically, that could not be true.
By Courtney Jones18 days ago in Fiction
Artificial Intelligence Decides A Vocal Top Story
Introduction This is a complete fiction, but I sometimes wonder how artificial intelligence can be used to make objective decisions on certain things. Even as I write this piece of fiction draft using Google Docs, there is a basic Artificial Intelligence running behind me, correcting my spelling, suggesting that my grammar is not correct and putting forward possible alternatives and sometimes getting it completely wrong. The intelligence doing that is called Grammarly, and at times it can be really annoying, but it is more than worth putting up with to help me produce something that is at least halfway readable by my audience. There is also the Google Docs checker that also tries to put me right, and between these two, you might get something without too many spelling and grammatical mistakes.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 18 days ago in Fiction
A Moment of Your Time
Heavy raindrops pelted against the window. I glanced out the window between the curtains. The night was still young, the sun setting not long ago. The downpour of rain made it difficult to see too much of anything outside.
By Jasmine Aguilar19 days ago in Fiction
The Protector
“Who are you?” “They call me Marcus.” “Am I dead?” “No, you’re still very much alive.” “What happened?” “You’ve been what they call, phased.”
By David E. Perry19 days ago in Fiction
7 Deadly Syns
Welcome To LIFESYNC, the metaverse you didn't know you signed up for Lust’s club does not advertise itself. It calls to those in need.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher19 days ago in Fiction
The Name He Would Not Say
“Do you want to start where you usually start or where it hurts today.” “It all hurts. I just pick the one that hurts loudest.”
By Sound and Spirit19 days ago in Fiction
Did the Sun go on Vacation?
Countdown Until The Long Darkness April 24th, 2047 — 8:47 AM CST Location: Basement at the Solar Control Center in Houston, Texas.
By Evelyn Husbands20 days ago in Fiction
The Fence Between Us
“You’re measuring it wrong.” “I’m measuring it the way it’s always been measured.” “That’s why it keeps leaning.” “It stood fine for years.”
By Sound and Spirit20 days ago in Fiction
The Bench That Never Moved
“You sit here every day.” “Most days.” “Why this spot.” “It’s quiet.” “There are quieter places.” “Not like this.” “You waiting for someone.”
By Sound and Spirit20 days ago in Fiction