I hugged the disassembled base as I sat on the floor of Henry's studio, feeling like I was holding a funeral urn.Henry offered a can of coffee to me before lighting a cigarette for himself. He didn't smoke often, but at that moment, his hands were trembling."Now you know why she disappeared," he said. "Soul Partner isn't training AI companions. They're capturing consciousnesses, using human brains as raw materials.""That's impossible," I said robotically. "That's insane. This isn't a sci-fi novel.""The evidence is right before you," Henry said, pointing at the fragmented sentences on the screen. "These weren't generated by an algorithm. This is a distress signal sent out by a real person who is being trapped and tormented. Also, do you know what this means, Scott?"I looked up."You're not the only person who bought an AI companion from Soul Partner," he continued in a hushed voice. "They've sold over three million units."Three million units. Three million AI companions.W
Read more