Chocolate with hazelnuts
by George Dimitriu Mary was walking through the thick, cool forest, her blood still bubbling. Two days had passed since she had set out, driven by the revolt. How can I let myself be controlled by technology? Let Artificial Intelligence know what I'm doing at any moment, what I want at any moment, what I'm thinking at any moment? The drop that had filled the glass had been the chocolate thing. I would like to eat a chocolate with hazelnuts! she had thought aloud, then unlocked her phone to read her emails. An ad featuring a giant chocolate bar with hazelnuts was playing on the screen. Fear had distorted the beautiful features of his face, which then let itself be invaded by rage. No, I don't want to live in a world that controls me like a pawn. Her blue eyes sparkled. He glances around the room angrily, only to be struck by the calendar hanging on the wall: August 13, 2028. What have we gotten to? What is happening to humanity? After a day and a night of m...