"Glimpse of Reflection"
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With broad shoulders, hinging on the cusp of manhood at sixteen, Alex hunkered down in the dingy basement of his house scrubbing away at decades worth of accumulated grime. His mother, Rachel, forty years old and perpetually marinated in alcohol, had once again laid her lazy body on their threadbare couch to carry out her only occupation - watching endless television reruns. She was hardly fit to be a mother - grossly negligent, often drunkenly hostile, and know for viewing her own children as minor inconveniences rather than the miracles they were.
Alex held nothing but rancorous hatred toward her. In his mind, she was but a parasite who resided comfortably in their home, living off their struggles and harvested the sympathy of those too naive to see her true nature.
As Alex foraged among the sea of discarded belongings and unfamiliar boxes, his gloved hands brushed against something quite peculiar. An unfamiliar metallic gleam caught his eye, a strange device that he had never seen before. It was a cylindrical machine, like two capsules interconnected with a labyrinth of wires and controls. He didn't need a manual to tell him it didn't belong in their antiquated basement.
Unknown to young Alex, his mother was growing tired of her marathon TV program and sought a change of scenery, making her way down to the basement. Her weathered eyes locked onto Alex and the newfound device, and for the first time in what seemed like forever, she comprehended something.
Far from being alien technology, Rachel recognized this device from her own reckless youth - a body exchange device. A tiny ember sparked into life in her alcohol-saturated brain- a plan of action. Rachel knew this was her chance to relive her youth, to escape the drudgery of her wasted life. Silent as the forgotten memories of happier days, Rachel prowled up behind her unsuspecting son. As Alex was engrossed in examining the device, Rachel stealthily navigated him into one of the exchange capsules.
Until that chilling point in time, everything unfolded in an eeriness that twisted the mundane reality of their lives into something unimaginably wild.
This story was generated by user diisqiisd with assistance by one of OpenAIās large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: 16-year-old Alex was cleaning the basement while, as he thought, his 40-year-old single mother of three children, Rachel, was again lying idle on the couch and watching TV. Rachel was a terrible mother, she loved to drink alcohol, did not follow the children at all and often beat them. Alex genuinely hated his mother. Suddenly, Alex noticed a strange device in the basement that had not been there before. Alex also did not notice how Rachel crept up behind him and also examined this device. She quickly realized that it was a body exchange device and before Alex noticed her, she pushed it into one of the capsules. Describe everything up to this point.
Response: With broad shoulders, hinging on the cusp of manhood at sixteen, Alex hunkered down in the dingy basement of his house scrubbing away at decades worth of accumulated grime. His mother, Rachel, forty years old and perpetually marinated in alcohol, had once again laid her lazy body on their threadbare couch to carry out her only occupation - watching endless television reruns. She was hardly fit to be a mother - grossly negligent, often drunkenly hostile, and know for viewing her own children as minor inconveniences rather than the miracles they were. Alex held nothing but rancorous hatred toward her. In his mind, she was but a parasite who resided comfortably in their home, living off their struggles and harvested the sympathy of those too naive to see her true nature. As Alex foraged among the sea of discarded belongings and unfamiliar boxes, his gloved hands brushed against something quite peculiar. An unfamiliar metallic gleam caught his eye, a strange device that he had never seen before. It was a cylindrical machine, like two capsules interconnected with a labyrinth of wires and controls. He didn't need a manual to tell him it didn't belong in their antiquated basement. Unknown to young Alex, his mother was growing tired of her marathon TV program and sought a change of scenery, making her way down to the basement. Her weathered eyes locked onto Alex and the newfound device, and for the first time in what seemed like forever, she comprehended something. Far from being alien technology, Rachel recognized this device from her own reckless youth - a body exchange device. A tiny ember sparked into life in her alcohol-saturated brain- a plan of action. Rachel knew this was her chance to relive her youth, to escape the drudgery of her wasted life. Silent as the forgotten memories of happier days, Rachel prowled up behind her unsuspecting son. As Alex was engrossed in examining the device, Rachel stealthily navigated him into one of the exchange capsules. Until that chilling point in time, everything unfolded in an eeriness that twisted the mundane reality of their lives into something unimaginably wild.
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