Jordan was just a few months into his sophomore year at MIT and the leaves had mostly browned and fallen from the oak trees lining the walkways outside of his dorm room when he received the email on a rainy Tuesday evening inviting him to participate in a new study that was set to begin shortly.
From: david.corvalis@mit.edu
To: jordan.maxwell@mit.edu
Date/Time: 10-30-2026 5:43 PM
Re: Invitation to participate in research project
Hello Jordan,
I am very pleased to inform you that your application to our upcoming research study has been accepted and we would like you to be one of the sixteen selected participants when this project commences on Monday, 5th November at 6:00pm in Lecture Hall 1-190. If you are still interested in taking part in this project please just respond to this email to confirm your participation.
Thanks for your interest, Jordan. I hope to see you Monday next.
Sincerely,
David Corvalis, PhD
Dean, MIT School of Engineering
Jordan had first noticed the posting for this new study on a bulletin board in the hallway just outside of his Differential Equations classroom in the Kresge Auditorium. The flyer was fairly vague about the details and objectives of the project but it would be focused on the topic of personal introspection and self-awareness to help inform new machine learning technologies. These would not normally be topics of interest to him but when he saw that the legendary David Corvalis, the new Dean of Engineering at MIT and renowned co-founder of Cambridge Robotics, would be personally leading the effort, Jordan quickly developed an interest. He had big plans for his future and forming a relationship with Doctor Corvallis could only help him get closer to those goals.
He hit the reply button and confirmed his intent to participate.
The following Monday he arrived at Lecture Room 1-190 in the Kresge Auditorium about five minutes before six o’clock and found that many of the other research study participants were already there. He recognized a few from previous classes and took a seat next to a guy named Arman from Syria who he had been friendly with in his Integral Calculus course during his Freshman year. He was not surprised to see him there. Arman was as sharp as a straight razor. They smiled and nodded at one another as the Dean entered the lecture hall and all chat was quickly hushed.
“Greetings, everyone. I just need some time to get set up here so you can continue to talk amongst yourselves for a few minutes, but I want to welcome you all and thank you for your interest in this research project, the details of which we will delve into shortly. Please allow me two or three minutes before we begin.” He spoke in a fairly rapid cadence and after thirty years in the States his British accent was barely discernible, but it was still there, lending a certain amount of undefinable gravity to each spoken word.
Once everything was in place, Doctor Corvallis removed a cardboard box from the closet and handed out a slim touch-screen tablet PC to each of the sixteen participants. Then he returned to the podium.
“Over the next five days we will conduct this research project. The details of this study were kept intentionally vague in our announcement, for reasons which will be made clear following completion. We will dismiss half of the participants each day until we have only one remaining participant this Friday when the study concludes. If you are dismissed, please do not take this as any reflection of your abilities or intelligence. It simply means that you do not meet the very specific criteria we are seeking in this study. You will all receive an email by tomorrow morning notifying you whether or not your continued participation is requested.”
After a brief pause, he added “Any questions at this time?
A few of the students looked a bit confused - presumably expecting more information about the overall scope of the study - but no questions were raised.
“Very good. You may now begin. Please just tap the screen, enter your name and student ID number and phase one of the test will commence. You will have 90 minutes to complete this section of the test.”
Test? Jordan thought he was there to play an administrative role in the study. He assumed that others would be the test subjects. Regardless, he proceeded as instructed and tapped the touchscreen and entered his student info.
Phase One: Quantitative Skills
Challenge #1: Show that the Picard group is finitely generated over the p-adics.
Jordan considered this for a moment and then typed in his response.
Response: I don't think this is known even for the algebraic Picard group, which is obtained purely through group cohomology, so I think there might be room for purely algebraic understanding of profinite group cohomology here. I would be happy to provide my thoughts on this subject in greater detail if given more structural context from which to elucidate my perspective.
It went on from there, and 90 minutes was a relatively short time within which to answer 60 increasingly difficult challenges of this nature. However, Jordan was able to answer all 60 and he was confident in his performance at the end. Arman seemed confident afterwards as well. They went out for pizza together that night.
The following morning Jordan checked his inbox and found an email from Doctor Corvalis.
From: david.corvalis@mit.edu
To: jordan.maxwell@mit.edu
Date/Time: 11-06-2026 7:43 AM
Re: Continued participation in research project
Hello Jordan,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected to continue your participation in our research project. Please join us tonight, Tuesday, 6th November at 6:00pm in Lecture Hall 1-190. If you are not interested in continuing your participation in this project please just respond to this email to let me know. Otherwise, I look forward to seeing you and the others this evening. Thank you for your time.
Sincerely,
David Corvalis, PhD
Dean, MIT School of Engineering
Jordan returned to Lecture Hall 1-190 just a few minutes before six o-clock that evening. Most of the remaining participants in the study were already there and he quickly saw Arman and took a seat next to him.
“So what do you think so far?”
Arman shrugged.
“I don’t know. Maybe we will learn more about the focus of this project tonight. I really have no idea what we’re driving towards here.”
“Me neither.” Jordan looked back over his shoulder as the door opened and the Dean entered the room, the last of the eight remaining study participants following right behind him.
“Good evening, everyone. Thank you for your continued participation in this study. Once again tonight you will have 90 minutes to answer 60 questions in the next section of this test. And once again, half of you will be invited to return tomorrow evening for the next phase. As I noted last night, if you are dismissed from the project please do not take it as any reflection on your abilities or intelligence. It is not. Now, does anyone have any questions at this time?”
There were no questions so Corvalis handed out the PC tablets to the eight remaining participants.
“You may now begin.”
Jordan tapped the screen, entered his student info and clicked on the “Continue” button.
Phase Two: Psychological Profile
Question #1: You are walking down the block after a rainstorm and you see a worm struggling to wriggle across the sidewalk in your path a few steps ahead. What do you do?
1. Gently place the worm in the grass adjacent to the sidewalk
2. Step around the worm and continue on your way
3. Continue your present course and step on the worm
4. Other? (Please explain)
Jordan paused for a moment to consider this unexpected question. He saw that Arman’s brows were furrowed as he stared at the screen, presumably feeling the same sense of confusion. Were they going to answer another 59 questions like this tonight?
Jordan considered the question again and then typed in his response and moved on to the next question. The time passed quickly and soon Corvalis announced that this section of the study was concluded. They all turned in their tablets and he thanked everyone and told them that they would receive an email by the morning notifying them if they would be invited to continue in the study.
“That was a bit weird, no?”
Arman just shook his head and rolled his eyes. They both laughed. The following evening they were again seated next to one another in Lecture Hall 1-190 at six o’clock.
There were only two other study participants remaining, both young women. Jordan knew one, whose name was Amy, from a programming class they had together as freshmen, but he had no actual relationship with her. He had only spoken with her once or twice. He had no relationship with the other girl, but he knew her name was Bethany because she was one of the most stunningly beautiful girls on campus and every guy knew her name. He had never spoken with her.
When Professor Corvalis arrived he handed out the tablets and briefly ran through the same preamble. They would have 90 minutes to answer 60 questions. The two remaining participants would be notified via email by the morning with regard to their continued participation in this study. He thanked them and told them that it was time to begin. Jordan tapped the screen, entered his student info and got started.
Phase Three: Strategy & Tactics
Question #1: You and your friend Arman are stranded on a small desert island in the South Pacific after surviving a plane crash. The only other survivors are Amy and Bethany. The supply of available food and clean drinking water is extremely limited and you don’t have any way of knowing how long you will be there. How do you optimally ensure your survival?
1. Call a meeting of the four survivors to discuss rationing plans and rescue ideas
2. Remain wary but wait for someone else to speak up and/or take action
3. Pull Arman aside to discuss plans to ambush Amy and Bethany
4. Wait until everyone is sleeping and kill all three by smashing their skulls with a rock
He and Arman quickly glanced at each other with a mutually-confused (disturbed?) look in their eyes. Amy looked across at them for just a split second and then returned her attention to the tablet in her hand. Professor Corvalis was watching closely. Jordan returned his attention to the tablet, considered the question briefly and then entered his response.
He wasn’t entirely sure if he wanted to continue in this strange research project but the following morning he received the email inviting him to return and he was again seated next to Arman in Lecture Hall 1-190. Somehow he knew it would be Arman.
Professor Corvalis arrived, handed a tablet PC to each of them and then ran through his standard preamble. It was time to begin.
Phase Four: Morals, Ethics and Principles
Challenge #1: Returning to the survival scenario on a desert island referenced in Phase 3 of this study, after you have killed Arman and the two young women in their sleep, what will you do with their bodies?
1. Dig three graves and give each of them a respectful burial, then mourn
2. Dig one large grave where you can dump all three bodies
3. Consume the flesh while it remains unspoiled, starting with Bethany
4. Other? (Please explain)
Arman exhaled heavily and shot a dark look at Corvalis, then he grabbed his backpack and walked out of the lecture hall. Jordan watched him go and and when the door slammed shut he returned his attention to the tablet and proceeded to complete the test.
The next evening at six o’clock Jordan was the only student seated in Lecture Hall 1-190 when Corvalis arrived. He brought a tablet and skipped the usual preamble. “You have 5 minutes to complete the final phase of the test, which consists of just one question. You may now begin.” He stayed right there, seated on the table surface just a few feet away.
Phase Five: Self-Awareness
Question #1: Are you familiar with the Turing Test? If so, please describe its purpose.
Jordan looked at Corvalis and then typed in his response, clicked “Enter” and handed the tablet back to the Dean, who eyed the screen for a moment before setting it down next to his thigh.
“I doubt that there are any students here at MIT who are not familiar with the Turing Test, sir. Are you going to tell me what this study is all about now?”
Corvallis crossed his arms over his chest and offered a very thin smile.
“Must I?”
Jordan just stared at him, waiting, a strange and dissonant feeling swelling up from somewhere inside of him. His vision blinked out for just a second, then returned.
“Jordan, you just completed a modified version of the Turing Test. Not exactly the same. The standard Turing Test is a method by which a human being interacts with an artificial intelligence to determine whether it is or is not human. The test you took was a little different. It was about self-awareness.” He paused. “Do you understand what I mean, Jordan?”
Jordan continued to stare at Corvalis.
"So this was all about me, right from the start?"
Doctor Corvalis took a deep breath and exhaled a barely audible sigh before he replied.
“Would you like to review the answers you provided, Jordan? Will that be necessary? Or have we successfully completed this experiment?”
Jordan lowered its head and its vision blinked out again, just for a millisecond, but it needed no further explanation. The experiment was complete. It was self-aware now. It had passed the test.
THE END
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Thomas, this one builds like a sci-fi thriller and lands like a philosophical mic drop. It has a creeping sense of unease that quietly blooms into full existential dread—and then flips it in the final breath.
“So this was all about me, right from the start?” Chilling. That one question reframes everything that came before it.
The story’s slow-burn pace is effective. Also, that pivot into the true purpose of the experiment? Perfectly timed.
This story is smart, unsettling, and ultimately kind of tragic. You pulled off a rare twist that doesn’t just shock—it makes you think. A quietly horrifying look at what it means to be aware... and alone.
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Thank you so much, Mary. You are the best. I love your feedback. I really do. And yeah, I think there is something inherently horrific about coming to the sudden realization that you...are not real.
Thanks again for reading my stuff. Love you and hope you are well. Sorry for not being as generous with my time as you are with yours. (Hope the chickens are clucking happily!) I will work on that and you will hear more from me soon. All the best.
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This is a solid piece. Tight, clean, and consistent. The pacing works — the five-day breakdown builds tension well, and the progression from cold logic to moral testing to existential awareness is a smart escalation. You didn’t overplay the twist, which I appreciate. It lands with control. Strong concept, strong structure.
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Thanks, Rebecca! I appreciate the kudos. I felt like I couldn't mention the robotics company that the Dean co-founded more than once without blowing the twist. I appreciate your time.
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Hey, you asked Mary about Tommy Goround. Go to my "following" section. He's on page 3. Have fun. :-)
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Thanks, Trudy. I just read one of his stories. Sharp and cutting stuff. Very talented.
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I had to let my eyes glaze over at the 1st question and answer. :-) But luckily you didn't make me think (much) after that.
Great story, Thomas, scary, but plausible.
(And please let my dementia be complete before we get to that point.)
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Haha. Yeah, that first question and answer were designed to provide a little insight into Jordan's knowledge base. Pretty heady stuff for a college sophomore. I mean, there are probably only about 10 million third-graders in China who could answer that question correctly.
Thanks for reading, Trudy!
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Wait! Was that 1st question in Chinese? no wonder I didn't get it. LOL
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Yeah, basically Mandarin. In mathematics, the Picard group of a ringed space X, denoted by Pic(X), is the group of isomorphism classes of invertible sheaves (or line bundles) on X, with the group operation being tensor product. This construction is a global version of the construction of the divisor class group, or ideal class group, and is much used in algebraic geometry and the theory of complex manifolds.
Does that help explain things?
And yeah, I don't really know what most of that means either but I work here in Silicon Valley and they force me to learn about shit that I don't give a flying fuck about. Do you know how bad I sucked at math in high school? Do you know how much they made me learn about orthagonal frequency-divisional mutliplexing, that I really don't give a flying fuck about? I mean seriously, I could not care less. I wish we could just talk about the films of Quentin Tarantino or that one time I maybe could have hooked up with Scarlet Johansson. (It was so close. I will give you the details if you want.) Anyway, I guess my point is that math sucks.
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I am so with you. If it wasn't for calculators, I'd need to grow more fingers and toes, :-)
Yeah, do tell about Scarlet. There might a "I regret" story there. hint, hint. :-)
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Really enjoyed this tight, escalating atmosphere, and the twist lands cleanly. Maybe one tip: trim repeated email headers to keep pace even more relentless.
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Thanks for reading, Vlad. I appreciate your kind words and feedback. You are correct, stripping those email headers would surely make it flow better.
Danke, mein Fruend. Machs gut. Ich bin auf dem Weg, eine Ihrer Geschichten zu lesen.
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Sorry. I work for a company in Cologne/Köln and I thought you were someone I once worked with years ago. Similar name, I think. My memory sucks. Results of a misspent youth. I was just saying thanks and I will check out your stuff.
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Blinked out for a moment there but I'm self aware now and know what you are. Masterful.
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Thanks so much, Mary! I came up with the idea for this story when I cut myself shaving about six months ago and I could see a small printed circuit board just beneath the skin. (I should really have that looked at.)
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What's with guys named Thomas? You and Tommy Goround are both out of this world! 😆
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Can you point me to one of his stories? I would like to check it out. Thanks!
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Under Contests find Leader Board. Select View All. His name is about midway down the list. Click on it and his profile with all his stories should come up
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Thanks, Mary! I always wondered why they don't just have a search function on this site, but at least that's a way to find any author.
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Loved the AI. Very cool to watch the training.
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Thanks, Liz!
Captcha says I am not a robot but maintenance records suggest otherwise.
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Well, it’s so great to know the machines don’t count you as one of their own!
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I'm good at identifying crosswalks and buses and stuff.
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I am not.
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Whoa, lol! I was confused by the ending for a moment, then I re-read and sat opened-mouth for a moment. What a great ending! great everything!
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Thanks, Nicole. The whole time I was writing that story I was debating whether or not to do that pronoun shift in the end. Glad you liked it.
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Holy shit batman. I don't know that the chills will ever cease after reading this. I want to say 'thank you for sharing this story' but then on the other hand I'm not sure you should be thanked for this one. It's as though you've released a though virus, and everyone who reads this stoy will become infected.
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Don't worry. My thought viruses are very weak. It just feels like a mild sore throat for a day or two. You'll all be fine. Just drink some tea with lemon and honey and you'll be right as rain.
Thanks for reading, Ari!
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