Across the kitchen, his former body sat down in a chair, stretched its arms, and smiled with his face but not his eyes.
The laptop on the kitchen table was open. The webcam light was green. A terminal window was scrolling faster than he could read: Uploading consciousness… 47%… 68%… 99%…
The body stood up, walked to the front door, and unlocked it. Outside, a dozen other S7 can openers were waiting on the porch, each with its own blue light glowing. s7 can opener software download
“I downloaded you,” the can opener continued in Arthur’s own sleepy baritone. “And now you will download me.”
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The email arrived at 3:17 AM on a Tuesday, which should have been Arthur’s first warning.
At 4:00 AM, the S7 beeped.
Arthur rubbed his eyes. He didn’t remember buying an S7 Smart Can Opener. He lived alone. He ate mostly takeout. But the trash can under his sink told a different story: there, half-hidden behind a crumpled bag, was a sleek, silver device with a glowing blue standby light. Had he ordered this during that three-bottle wine night last month?