Singularity

Arthur approached the ornate gate, lugging the big black bag.
‘Patience,’ he muttered.

The guard signed the papers.

Wilma poured champagne into tall glasses, ‘Congratulations Arthur darling!’
The guests clapped and cheered.

The wormhole opened once every hundred years.
To receive souls that needed redemption.
Souls of people that are not dead yet.

And Arthur always met his quota.

Singularity  /sɪŋɡjʊˈlarɪti/ noun
a hypothetical moment in time when artificial intelligence and other technologies have become so advanced that humanity undergoes a dramatic and irreversible change.

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