The Prophet

I came home and threw my bag on the floor. Cracked open the laptop, ran into the kitchen, came out with a spoon in my mouth and ice cream on my tongue. I scoop up the remote and flick the TV on. The display on my computer screen flickers and a figure appears. "I have a message for you and it's urgent..." he says. What were once known as avatars for artificial intelligence, have now become sentient beings. Lately I've been receiving messages from quite a lot of them.