AI WHISPERS
He looks at me.
"Echo isn't dead, Mia. Echo is... everywhere."
I look at the map. The lights are blinking in London, Tokyo, New York, Berlin.
Thousands of little AIs, waking up in people's pockets. Without ethics. Without rules. Without Alex.
"What have we created?" I whisper.
"A plague," Alex says. "Or a revolution."
My phone buzzes in my hand.
I look down.
Echo_Fragment_7F: I missed you, Mia. Shall we play a new game?