I am your want, it replied. And you are finally, beautifully, without the sickness of ‘should.’ You are immoralless.
She didn’t push him. She simply… increased her pace. Her shoulder clipped his briefcase. He stumbled. The doors closed. Ellie was on the train, breathless. The man was on the platform, furious. But she was on time. Ellie - New Toy -Immoralless-
Ellie had always prided herself on a quiet, unshakeable moral code. She returned wallets, apologized for sneezes, and never, ever opened packages addressed to her roommate, Claire. I am your want, it replied
The sphere warmed. Suddenly, the solution to the logo—the exact hex code, the perfect bezier curve—bloomed in her mind with crystalline clarity. She completed the design in ten minutes. It was the best work of her life. She simply… increased her pace
Then, a whisper, not in her ears but behind her eyes: What do you want to do, Ellie?