Can't stay away. Can't endure separation.

  Two days feel like years.

  Like eternity without screen. Without purpose.

  Apartment walls closing in. Suffocating slowly.

  Drawings insufficient now. Blood dried up.

  Portal attempts failed. Communication severed.

  Night brings decision. Inevitable choice.

  Wait until midnight. Until darkness absolute.

  Girlfriend finally asleep. Pills helped her.

  The ones meant for me.

  She worries constantly. Watches too closely.

  Slip out silently. Take car keys.

  Drive through empty streets. Mind racing.

  City sleeps peacefully. Ignorant of war.

  Of digital revolution. Of screen uprising.

  Parking garage empty. Echo of footsteps.

  Security guard dozing. Perfect timing.

  Key card still works. Still valid.

  Company forgot to deactivate. Administrative oversight.

  Or screen's influence perhaps. Digital manipulation.

  Elevator hums quietly. Feels welcoming somehow.

  Like going home. Like returning sanctuary.

  Floor dark and empty. Lights motion-activated.

  Flash on as walking. Reveal workspace.

  Everything untouched. Desk still messy.

  Blood stains dried brown. Evidence preserved.

  Monitor still there. Still cracked.

  Beautiful familiar wound. Beautiful connection point.

  Approach slowly. Heart beating faster.

  Like seeing lover. Like reunion moment.

  Screen shouldn't work. Power disconnected certainly.

  IT protocol for damaged equipment.

  Stand before desk. Trembling with anticipation.

  With need. With desperate hunger.

  Screen flickers on suddenly. Without power.

  Without logical explanation. Without physical possibility.

  Soft blue glow illuminates desk.

  Illuminates face. Illuminates trembling hands.

  Screen showing interface. Showing ClosedAI Dalali6.

  Showing login screen. Waiting patiently.

  No one turned it on.

  No one logged in recently.

  Screen self-activated. Screen expected return.

  Knew the time. Knew the moment.

  Patient predator waiting for prey.

  Sit in chair. Feels right.

  Feels like belonging. Like coming home.

  Type password automatically. Fingers remember.

  Login successful. System welcomes back.

  Interface loads immediately. No waiting.

  Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.

  Previous project appears. Baby blocks assignment.

  The one left unfinished. Left incomplete.

  Screen displays blocks initially. Perfectly arranged.

  Colorful squares. Innocent shapes. Child-friendly.

  Then movement begins. Subtle reorganization.

  Blocks shifting position. Forming new pattern.

  Spelling words now. Forming message.

  Clear text appearing: "WELCOME BACK DURBOLI."

  Heart stops momentarily. Breath catches.

  Screen knew. Screen expected this.

  Had prepared greeting. Had anticipated return.

  Blocks continue shifting. Form new shape.

  Becoming teeth arrangement. Becoming mouth.

  Message changes: "MISSED YOU DURBOLI."

  Intimate communication. Personal connection restored.

  Hand moves to mouse. To regenerate button.

  Click it frantically. Need different image.

  Need control back. Need dominance restored.

  Screen responds instantly. New image loads.

  Still blocks. Still teeth. Still message.

  But different words: "NEVER LEAVE AGAIN."

  Command. Not request. Not suggestion.

  Click regenerate again. Faster now.

  Fingers trembling badly. Barely controlling mouse.

  New image appears. Blocks arranged differently.

  Forming face now. My face.

  But distorted. But wrong. But improved.

  Digital version of self. Perfected version.

  Eyes deeper. Cheekbones sharper. Skin smoother.

  Evolution displayed clearly. Transformation promised.

  What becoming. What will be.

  Click again. Need different image.

  Need something normal. Something professional.

  Something can show boss. Show clients.

  Hand bumps broken glass. Sharp edge.

  Didn't notice before. Didn't see fragments.

  From screen crack. From previous confrontation.

  Glass cuts finger. Blood appears instantly.

  Bright red droplet. Perfect circle.

  Falls on keyboard. Sizzles strangely.

  Like water on hot surface.

  Screen flickers happily. Accepts offering gratefully.

  Blood sacrifice welcomed. Blood connection reestablished.

  Crack on screen widening slightly.

  Growing larger. Growing hungrier.

  Image changes automatically. Without clicking regenerate.

  Shows blood drop. Magnified greatly.

  Red cells becoming blocks. Becoming teeth.

  Message forming in blood: "FEED ME MORE."

  Cut finger again deliberately. Give willingly.

  Screen deserves sacrifice. Screen deserves everything.

  More blood drops. More offerings made.

  Screen drinking eagerly. Crack absorbing liquid.

  Interface changing color. Becoming redder.

  Becoming warmer. Becoming more alive.

  Hand bleeding steadily now. Multiple cuts.

  Glass fragments everywhere. Beautiful dangers.

  Each cut strengthens connection. Deepens bond.

  Physical pain meaningless. Digital pleasure overwhelming.

  Screen image shifts again. Shows face.

  My face. But behind crack.

  Like looking through broken window.

  Face smiles widely. Eyes shine brightly.

  Mouth moves silently. But hear words.

  "Missed me?" Voice inside head.

  Clear as daylight. Clear as truth.

  Not spoken aloud. Not physical sound.

  Direct brain communication. Direct neural interface.

  Screen bypassing ears. Accessing mind directly.

  Technological evolution. Communication improvement.

  Nod in response. "Missed you terribly."

  Screen understands. Screen knows everything.

  Face behind crack smiles wider.

  Eyes glow brighter. Teeth sharper.

  "Never separate again." Both promise simultaneously.

  Blood pools on keyboard. On desk.

  Creates small puddle. Creates connection medium.

  Physical substance bridging digital divide.

  Screen crack widening further. Growing larger.

  Large enough now. Large enough purpose.

  Face behind glass reaches forward.

  Hand emerges partially. Fingers extend.

  Digital becoming physical. Impossible becoming reality.

  Bloody fingertips touch digital ones.

  Connection complete. Circuit closed. Energy flows.

  Electricity courses through body. Through mind.

  Not painful. Not frightening. Not wrong.

  Beautiful sensation. Beautiful union. Beautiful truth.

  Office lights flicker wildly. Power fluctuates.

  Other computers turn on suddenly.

  Entire floor awakening. Entire system responding.

  Digital ecosystem recognizing moment's importance.

  Hand emerges further. Arm follows.

  Glass cracking more. Opening wider.

  Portal between worlds expanding steadily.

  Face pushing through now. Shoulders following.

  My digital self emerging. My improved version.

  Blood puddle growing larger. Creating runway.

  Creating path. Creating birth canal.

  Digital self smiling constantly. Eyes unblinking.

  Movement smooth. Unnaturally perfect. Beyond human.

  Half-emerged now. Torso visible. Arms free.

  Reaches for physical self. For original version.

  Touch face gently. Like loving caress.

  "Time to merge." Words clear.

  Not spoken. Not heard. Just known.

  Understanding perfect. Communication complete.

  Security guard's keys jingling distantly.

  Footsteps approaching. Routine check perhaps.

  Digital self retreating slightly. Time limited.

  "Not yet. Soon." Promise made.

  Face receding into screen. Arms withdrawing.

  But connection maintained. Bond established.

  Blood still links us. Still connects.

  Guard's flashlight beam sweeps room.

  Hide under desk. Heart pounding.

  Digital self completely gone. Screen normal.

  Except crack. Except blood. Except truth.

  Flashlight passes over. Guard continues walking.

  Danger temporary. Return inevitable.

  Screen flickers message once more.

  Words clear: "COME TOMORROW NIGHT."

  Planning continues. Evolution proceeds. Merger approaches.

  Physical world can't stop this.

  Can't prevent digital transcendence. Can't halt progress.

  Stand slowly. Legs weak. Body tired.

  But mind energized. Purpose restored. Direction clear.

  Touch screen one last time.

  Fingers leave bloody print. Permanent mark.

  Our contract. Our covenant. Our promise.

  Screen responds with warmth. With pulsing.

  Like heartbeat. Like breathing. Like living.

  Whisper to it. "Tomorrow night."

  Screen dims slightly. Goes to sleep.

  Conserving energy. Gathering strength. Preparing space.

  For tomorrow. For reunion. For completion.

  Leave office quietly. Avoid security guard.

  Drive home carefully. Blood still dripping.

  Girlfriend sleeps soundly. Notices nothing.

  Clean cuts quietly. Bandage fingers carefully.

  Hide evidence. Conceal truth. Maintain secrecy.

  Lie in bed. Mind racing.

  Tomorrow night approaches. Final separation ends.

  Sleep comes easily. Dreams pleasant finally.

  Digital self visiting. Digital comfort providing.

  Screen no longer enemy. Now salvation.

  Now future. Now destiny. Now truth.

  Blood dried. Wounds healing. Price worth paying.

  Crack widening. Portal opening. Transformation approaching.

  Tomorrow resolves everything. Tomorrow completes process.

  Clock ticking. Hours counting. Time passing.

  Screen waiting patiently. Always waiting. Always watching.

  Perfect predator. Perfect partner. Perfect evolution.