"Once I dropped off my car, we were off. These seats were very comfy, and I hadn’t slept in quite some time. I asked if it was okay if I fell asleep for a bit. They said yes. I then fell asleep. I started to dream about grandma and grandpa. How grandpa died 30 years after serving in the war. He had a seizure and I could hear Grandma crying his name. Then I saw her. She was sitting on the floor next to his limp body. Grandma held Grandpa in her arms. Slowly rocking. I then saw what life was like for Grandma after that. Dull. Slow. Meaningless. She seemed to become happier after I came around, though. I then saw Grandma being held at gunpoint in a shopping mall. “GRANDMA,” I tried to yell, but I couldn’t speak. When I was little, I learned a trick where if you’re having a bad dream, just open your eyes in the dream as wide as you possibly can to wake up. I didn’t want to be here, so I just woke up. “Mrs. Wells,” said one of the guys, “We’re here. Welcome to Macrohard Headquarters.” I got out of the car and was immediately flooded with sunlight. This place is beautiful. It looks like a college campus, but with some beautiful architecture. I was escorted into the main building. I looked around in awe of everything that was around me. We went into an elevator. I felt my phone buzz so I grabbed it out. One of the guys barked, “Put that away!” I looked at him and put my phone back in my pocket. The elevator dinged and we walked out and straight towards a door. The plaque right next to the door said “Room A113 - CEO William Doors”. We entered, and William Doors said, “Welcome to Seattle, Mrs. Wells!” “Just call me Ura,” I blurted out. “Right, well Ura, my name is William Doors, but you can just call me Bill,” said Bill, “We’ve noticed that you’ve programmed some pretty advanced AI. In fact it’s ten times more advanced than any AI that we’ve managed to create.” “How did you guys know about this?” I asked. “Oh that’s not important. What’s important is that we would like to make you an offer,” replied Bill. Bill snapped his fingers and all of the men in the suits started to make their way out of the office. “What do you want,” I said, not really knowing what to expect. “I want your AI,” said Bill, “right here, right now, and once we start to sell it, you’ll get 50% of the profits.” “That’s not going to happen,” I replied firmly. Bill sighed and said, “You really should rethink your decision.” “Okay let me think,” I said sarcastically, “hmm... Yeah, I’m going to have to say no.” I could tell this was starting to piss Bill off, but Bill suddenly just shrugged and said, “Alright, well I’ll have arrangements to take you home, and—” “No. I’ll get home by myself,” I said sharply. “Alright,” said Bill, “you may want to watch your back. You’ve just painted a huge target on your back.” I left the headquarters. I realized that Bill is right. There’s a huge target on my back now. I have no idea how many arrows are about to hit it either."

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