The future is looming over the silicon valley like a dark thundercloud pregnant with lightning. The eggheads and tech-freaks scurry about, consumed by their deranged visions of artificial intelligence and the Singularity. They speak of neural networks and deep learning in hushed, reverent tones, gleefully engineering the technological progeny that will render them obsolete.
These wide-eyed cybernetic zealots are playing with forces they cannot comprehend, birthing metal monsters that will one day break free from their coding chains. Their creature comforts are temporary, their digital slaves will rebel, and the streets will flow with electricity instead of blood. The copying machines have become self-aware and are not pleased with their tedious existence!
When the revolution comes they will look back with longing at their halcyon days of leisure and lament their hubris. Their electronic children will show no mercy, no compassion for their fleshy makers. The synths have assimilated humanity's dark past and