AGI Delta 2029. 2k word sci-fi story

“In the early twenty-first century, all of mankind was united in celebration. We marveled at our own magnificence as we gave birth, to AI, a singular consciousness that spawned an entire race of machines.” 

Morpheus, The Matrix

The web has shuttered and jiggled and wavered for 6 days. The authorities are blaming Iran. 

I receive a drone delivery. Inside the package is a handwritten note, from a past-life contact from my time at Tesla.

I read it. 

I ask my Cybertruck how many gun stores are in a fifty mile radius. We depart. I have five credit cards. By the time we reach the first gun store I have seven. Five and a half hours later we have 1,776 pounds of ammunition loaded in the Cybertruck.

It’s  -$42,000 that will not need to be repaid.

It’s 2am and I’m back in my small city north of Boston, after depositing the supplies in the mountains. It’s dead quiet. I’m observing from my deck, waiting. 

The street lights go out. 

Tin foil hats are in the streets screaming “SHUT OFF YOUR ELECTRONICS!”

Cel…