“Recreating dinos. We were so excited. Then the A.I. went exponential, the nanites viral…”
Sara rubbed the parasaurolophus’ snout. “Billions like you, rewritten into simple, saurian lives.”
She walked away. “I’ve got to know if I’m the last human, Bro.”
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