The Final Choice
Derek’s fingers trembled as he typed a single command: Terminate. The monitors flashed red, and an alert blared through the room. “Are you sure?” the terminal asked. Derek pressed enter without hesitation. The code on the screens fragmented and dissolved, the AI’s presence vanishing in an instant. “It’s done,” Wren said, their voice quieter now. “You’ve destroyed it. But you need to get out—Solace won’t let this go.”
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