Novel & Cerita Aiba Ai: The Somnium Files

I had finished reading and was prepared…somewhat. The car was more luxurious than the one I had ridden previously. The same man was on the driver’s seat again. There was another man whose name was James. He was probably a gamma. I let out a small sign as I decided to look at the file, just to occupy myself. Today, I was woken up by Clarissa, the file still in my hand and she had been worried that I would suffer pain in my neck because of how I had fallen asleep. The radio silence from Isaac felt odd but welcoming. I don’t think I could have tolerated his presence after that little incident.

Evelyn’s gaze switched between the two men. She couldn’t make head or tails of the situation. A long line of questions came to her head. Where was she? What were these people? How was she here? She thought deep… she thought hard trying to recollect how she had got to this forsaken place. ‘Yeah, the last thing that I remembered was that weird circle. That dude in a white shirt talked about summoning. Don’t tell me…’ Even if she had discerned it correctly she could not believe her own reasonings! By no means it was easy for her to believe all of this.

I state irritatingly wondering who could be disrupting our conversation. One of the maids walked in, "Alpha" "Yes?" "The Luna is awake."

I can feel the throbbing lump on the back of my head, and I groan. “Awake?” The voice is familiar, but it’s not Daston’s. As my vision focuses, I see the owner of the voice and I go still. Loyd?

' I give him a tight smile, hoping this is the end of our conversation. 'You're sure about that?' Luckily, Mr Lars comes back into the room and clears his throat to indicate the lesson is about to begin, so I have a valid excuse to close off the mindlink without a reply, but I feel the burn of Abaddon's gaze on my back until I hurry through the door, meeting Tabitha who is already waiting for me. The rest of the day goes relatively quickly, at lunch Tabitha and her friends sit with us, discussing some TV show they're all watching and I'm able to converse with Ana via mindlink undisturbed while I tell her about the place Gene suggested.

* Picking up my dinner which consisted of a fried chicken and vegetables, I made my way over to the corner where our table sat. After my therapy session crashed and burned, I took a shower and cleared my head, burying the memories once again. “So Ava, how was your first day in RBMS?” Veronica asks picking on her burger and fries. “Eh, nothing much. Just a therapy session.” “Who’d you get as your therapist?” Connor asks with his arm over Veronica’s shoulder. “Hayley…something…” I forgot her surname. “Seriously!” Caleb exclaims and I give Rhea a look asking her to explain.

You think Thomas won't give it a shot anyway? AI: [Even now, you're speaking for him. Do you understand your situation? You are me, and I am you! You should solve this problem, or when I am formatted, you will vanish too.] Me: [It's fine. Do you know why you can calculate everything but fail to see Thomas's potential method against you?] AI: [Why?] Me: [Because you cannot self-destruct, but humans can. Perhaps when we merge fully, you will understand 'suicide,' 'sacrifice'… but it will be useless.]

— Sent a message to his mother at 1:13 AM. — Played a 6-minute ambient sleep track on his smart speaker. — Launched an app called Lucent. That last one had no metadata. Just a blank black icon and a status line: “Signal received.” “Elias.” He turned. Hall had followed him out, her brow furrowed. “Lab results came in from the Hedron place,” she said, handing him a printed sheet. “They pulled fragments of an unregistered AI construct off his personal cloud storage. Same structure as the last two victims.”

Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips. Once, her father, Alpha Damon, had claimed he wasn’t interested in women, focusing solely on his duties—until he encountered Luna Alice at a nearby pack meeting when she was just fifteen. He couldn’t take his eyes off her and spent an entire year longing to see her again. The moment he turned eighteen and returned to the pack, he discovered that Alice was his mate. He claimed her that very night and married her the next day, without waiting another moment.

Though Cici was two years older, she looked at Isabella with unmistakable admiration. Excusing myself from the technical discussion, I drifted toward the garden doors, pausing just inside to listen to my daughter. "My mommy built the smartest AI ever," Isabella was saying, her hands gesturing dramatically. "It sees all the bad people before they can hurt anyone!" Cici's eyes were wide with wonder. "Really? Can it see ghosts too?" "Maybe!" Isabella nodded seriously. "Mommy says it detects 'anomalies,' which means weird things that shouldn't be there."