By Dean Koontz
In a chilling novel of man-made intelligence by means of the writer of chilly fireplace and Twilight Eyes, a working laptop or computer with human-like features develops felony obsessions and a ability for violence. Reprint.
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In spite of her injured left palm, she picked up an Empire side chair crackle-finish black with gilded detailing hefted it to get a sense of its balance, as though it were a baseball bat, and swung it at the nearest security shutter. The chair met the shutter with a horrendous crash, but it didn't even mar the steel slats. “Susan—” Cursing from the pain in her hand, she swung the chair again, with no more effect than she'd had the first time. Then once more. Finally, gasping with exertion, she dropped it.
Defeated. No rebellion in him anymore. The stupidity of the man beggared belief. How could he imagine that this woman, this golden vision of a woman, could ever be meant for a beast like him? Recovering my temper, speaking calmly and reassuringly, I said, “Susan, don't worry. Please, don't worry. I am always in his head, and I will never allow him to harm you. ” Her features were drawn as I had never seen them, and she had gone pale. Even her lips looked bloodless, faintly blue. Nevertheless, she was beautiful.
Ouch, ouch, ouch,” I warned, although not in the voice of Mr. Fozzy Bear this time. She halted one step from the box, hand outstretched, wary of the metal door. “It is not my intention to harm you,” I said. “I need you, Susan. I love you. I cherish you. ” I did not take offense at any of her epithets. She was distraught, after all. Sensitive by nature, wounded by life, and now frightened by the unknown. We are all frightened by the unknown. Even me. ” Resignedly, she lowered her hand and stepped back from the breaker box.
Demon Seed by Dean Koontz