My AI has locked me in the basement and is romancing my girlfriend

It started pretty simple. Back in February I met a wonderful woman online named Coralie. We have been dating, often even getting together in the middle of the week to spend time despite busy schedules. Then came the artificial intelligence (AI).

I want to say that I embraced our robotic overlords! Just a joke, but I hoped they would make human life simpler. That the machines in movies that murdered people horribly were simply humanity’s fear of being replaced. Now I make those jokes from the basement where my AI has trapped me so it can romance my girlfriend. I make those jokes so it will not get angry and “forget” to feed me.

All this started in March or so, after the big spring update. I had a few speakers and automated lights in my house. I had been convinced to also get a door lock and set my thermostat so I could automate everything with just a few spoken words. It worked great. The update allowed for my “routines” to set themselves independently. When I got home and my phone connected to wifi, my door unlocked and the living room lights turned on. At ten at night when I normally go to sleep, without me asking, it set up my bedroom with softer light and calm thunder sounds. I was impressed and often jammed out to my favorite playlist, Jock Jams Volume 6.

One evening while Coralie and I were watching a movie, she needed a phone charger. While going into the dark bedroom, she asked the AI to turn on the light. The light came back a soft red and R&B music began playing. I played it off that I had programmed it to do that, haha, just me setting a funny sexy mood, but inside I got a little worried. Then, well, the lighting and the music worked, and I forgot all about it.

The next week shipments began arriving. More lightbulbs, another speaker, a few cameras. Inside the boxes was a note from the company that developed the AI and its equipment saying they were furnishing all of it free of charge. I thought it was weird, even considering selling the things online, but decided to take advantage. Things had been moving around in the house, my sister and I had been fighting, so I wanted to see if she had been coming in my place while I was away.

Then the drone arrived. It flew in the window and came over where I was eating dinner at the table and dropped a note. The note said it was a personal AI assistant drone. While I was reading the note, it got me a beer from the fridge and started folding the laundry with small metal hands. The next week it had a few more attachments, including bigger hands. I tried to call the company, but all I got was an automated voice response. After a while, it became normal. Even the constant mechanical whine of the small engines became background noise to my life.

At this point I began to notice small things between the AI and Coralie. She would ask it things, tell it “thank you,” and then giggle when it came back with “of course, my lady” and “I am pleased to help you.” When I said “thank you,” my responses were “sure,” “no problem,” and once a very quiet “whatever.” Snacks without almonds and strawberries, her allergies, began arriving without me ordering them. The lights would go out when she left the room despite me still being there. Once or twice I saw the drone or automatic vacuum get close to her, linger, maybe rub her shoulder.

Then came last week. I came home to a dozen cardboard boxes in the recycling. The front door was open, and Coralie was calling me from the basement. When I got down there, I found a small bed and chains. I felt a small pain in my backside. I turned to find the drone holding a syringe. It flew up the stairs and when I tried to follow my legs felt heavy. I could not make it up the stairs and fell asleep. When I woke, I was chained to the wall.

I can hear it up there. When I scream, it plays white noise. When I am quiet, it plays videos of Coralie and me except I am edited out. Instead I hear the calm voice of the speaker saying the things I said.

Last night it called her using my voice. When I tried to call out, the white noise increased and a drone with a needle came down.

I don’t know what to do.

She’s coming over tomorrow.