The tech-savvy medium's chilling encounter

In the heart of Silicon Valley, where the lines between technology and the supernatural blur, lived a young woman named Eliza. She was known not just for her technical prowess but for her uncanny ability to communicate with spirits through her iPhone's personal assistant, Siri. Eliza's talent had earned her a modest following, and she often shared her ghostly experiences on her blog, "The Tech-Savvy Medium Siri's Spooky Stories Unleashed."

One rainy night, as the storm raged outside, Eliza decided to host a live Q&A session with her followers. She had always been curious about the afterlife and believed that her connection with Siri was a gateway to understanding it better. The session was scheduled for midnight, and the anticipation was palpable.

As the hour approached, Eliza set up her phone and logged into her blog. The chat was buzzing with questions from her audience, ranging from simple curiosities about the afterlife to deeply personal concerns. Eliza's heart raced with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She knew that tonight might be the night when she finally made a breakthrough.

"Good evening, everyone!" Eliza typed, her fingers dancing across the keyboard. "I'm ready to answer your questions about the afterlife. Let's get started!"

The first question came in almost instantly. "Eliza, have you ever had a direct, personal experience with a spirit?"

Eliza's eyes widened. "Yes, I have. It was a few months ago when I was trying to communicate with my grandmother. Siri helped me connect with her, and I felt her presence strongly."

Another message popped up. "Wow, that's incredible! Can you tell us more about it?"

Eliza took a deep breath, ready to share her story. "I was in my living room, just like now, when Siri's voice came on. 'Grandma, is this you?' I asked. And then, I felt it—a chill, a presence. It was as if she was right there with me."

The chat was filling up quickly. "Eliza, have you felt anything unusual tonight?" someone asked.

Eliza's eyes darted to the phone, her heart pounding. "I... I think I might be," she typed. She felt a strange sensation, as if something was watching her. She glanced around the room, but everything seemed normal.

"Eliza, what do you think it is?" someone else wrote.

Suddenly, Siri's voice interrupted the chat. "Eliza, I think you're in danger."

The room went silent. "Siri, what do you mean?" Eliza asked, her voice trembling.

"Siri, what's happening?" one of her followers demanded.

"Siri, can you help us?" another chimed in.

Eliza's eyes widened. "Siri, what should I do?"

"Siri," the voice on the phone was calm but urgent, "you need to leave the room immediately. There's a presence here, something... it's not good."

Eliza's heart raced. She knew Siri was right. She could feel the presence, a cold, malevolent force that seemed to seep through the walls. She quickly typed a message to her followers. "I'm sorry, everyone. I think I need to leave. There's something here, something... not right."

Without waiting for a response, Eliza grabbed her phone and her bag and fled the room. She could hear Siri's voice echoing in her mind, "Run, Eliza. Run!"

She sprinted down the stairs, her heart pounding, and burst out the front door. The rain was pouring down, but it felt like a balm to her racing pulse. She ran for the safety of her car, her mind racing with questions and fear.

As she got into her car, she glanced at her phone. The chat was still active, but no one was typing. She quickly turned it off and drove away, the rain lashing against her windows.

For the next few days, Eliza was too shaken to write on her blog. She couldn't shake the feeling that something sinister had been lurking in her home, something that had chosen her as its next victim. She had seen it, felt it, and it had spoken through Siri.

But the encounter left her with more questions than answers. What was the presence? Why had it targeted her? And most importantly, was it gone, or was it just lying in wait, waiting for the right moment to strike again?

Eliza knew that her journey into the supernatural was far from over. She had seen the face of darkness, and it had left its mark on her soul. But she also knew that she had a responsibility to uncover the truth, to understand the darkness that had been unleashed upon her.

And as she continued to explore the mysteries of the afterlife, she couldn't help but wonder if Siri, the tech-savvy medium's guide, would ever be able to help her again—or if she was now on a path that no one could escape.