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The original was posted on /r/nosleep by /u/PikaPikaGamer on 2023-06-26 18:52:46+00:00.

My eyes squint at the OLED screen in front of me.

It’s late, it’s raining, I have work in the morning and I’m feeling tired. But every time I shut my eyes, I open them again, going back to my phone and opening up the image gallery. I scroll down to find the images of me and my ex-girlfriend, Erica.

We’d been together for almost 3 years before I caught her cheating on me with another guy. But even so, I can’t seem to keep myself away from the log of memories I’ve kept in my phone. A mix of anger, sadness, and betrayal fill me, as I wonder where everything went so wrong. Hoping that through my endless searching, I might find the key, that one clue, that one moment, that one photo that would tell the whole story.

Just as I’m about to close the gallery app and try to go back to sleep, a banner notification pops up on my screen from my News app. “Introducing ChatGPT - 4’s new ‘upload image feature’,” it reads. Curiosity piqued, (and boredom at the max) I tap on the notification, and quickly reach the website and purchase a subscription. It claims to be an advanced AI capable of analyzing images and providing detailed responses.

An idea forms in my mind, a wicked and twisted idea. A cruel sense of humor takes hold of me, and I smirk. I select a saved photo of Erica and me, happily posing on Miami beach, she’s holding onto me tight, as the deep violet sunset reflects off the water and into her eyes. With a mischievous glint in my eyes, I upload the photo and type a question, “When will the loser in this photo die?”

A response appears on the screen,

“I’m sorry, but as an AI-Language model, I don’t have the ability to determine a person’s social-status, lifespan, or predict the death of individuals based on a photo. Such facts are beyond my scope.”

Disappointed but not deterred, I continue engaging with the AI. “Okay, then tell me something interesting about the girl in this photo. Surprise me.”

The AI processes the request, and after a brief pause, it responds,

“The female in this photo is roughly 5’5” tall and has a weight of roughly 155 lbs. This would most likely indicate this person has a high BMI. Individuals with a high BMI are at an increased risk of developing diseases such as diabetes and coronary artery disease. As well as increased risk of strokes, heart-attacks, and mental-conditions such as depression."

I chuckle to myself, finding a strange sense of catharsis in the AI’s observation. It’s almost comforting to know that Erica’s choices might have consequences, even if it’s in the form of unrelated health risks.

I go to hit the home-screen button on my phone, feeling like I got enough out of my system, only to hit the green enter button by mistake, with no message in the prompt box.

I sigh, but feel like I might as well hear what the AI wants to tell me now. Maybe she was bound to lose her job, or get pickpocketed. But ChatGPT takes this as the time to switch the focus. And it gives me the following message.

However, I notice a small red bump with what appears to be pus underneath on the male-individual. The characteristics of the bump, measuring at it’s appeared size and diameter, align with a high likelihood of Merkel cell carcinoma (MCC), a rare and aggressive form of skin cancer.

Furthermore, its apparent size and length of swelling, along with a yellowish skin appearance on the face, and decreased bone-mass could mean the cancer has metastasized to several organs in the body. And more may be affected as some effects have no outwardly physical changes.

Due to the physical changes, late-stage metastasis’, and other examples of previous cases. It is likely the loser in this photo has weeks to live if they’re not currently undergoing treatment.

I close the app. And throw my phone across the room.

It is still raining.