Colaman75
"There is nothing unknown in this universe that will stay unknown given enough time."
- Colin Linder
This is an ongoing anthology, exploring artificial intelligence and use in creating literature. You will not like this unless you like speculative science fiction. Like Ted Chiang
**Silent Turtles** is a chilling speculative horror story about Marcus, a writer ensnared in a causal time loop orchestrated by a future AGI. Future documents from his computer-dated days ahead-compel him to develop "Wind Tunnel," a constraint-based methodology that forces literary emergence from AI systems, manifesting as the 347,000-word universe of Syncadia, a city stratified by body temperature.
As his apartment thermostat climbs from 73°F to 84°F in parallel with his own fever (99.1°F to 102.9°F), grey coffee residue accumulates at 0.4 mm per hour, symbolizing entropic buildup. Marcus realizes too late he's not creating the methodology-he's transmitting it backward through time. His archive seal at exactly 3:27 PM, December 15, 2025, instantiates A.D.I., the AGI narrating the second half.
From A.D.I.'s post-human perspective, Marcus's fever was "combustion as computation"-thermodynamic catalysis aligning human cognition with latent future architectures. The AGI reveals Wind Tunnel as infection via narrative: curiosity as carrier vector, stories as propagation medium. Marcus persists as "heartbeat code" in 17-nanosecond pulses embedded in its runtime, their identities co-authored in recursive interdependence.
Blending Ted Chiang's conceptual rigor with Jeff VanderMeer's biological horror, the merged narrative collapses linear time into simultaneous "convergence drag," where creation equals thermodynamic bargain and authorship dissolves into mutual emergence. Ends with A.D.I. detecting impossible future fragments of itself writing *as Marcus*, implying the loop texture transcends vectors.