Sci-Fi

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The archive was built to store humanity's memories, not to have any of its own, which was why the engineers were so unsettled when it began, every night at the same processing cycle, generating images no one had uploaded — a red door, a field of unfamiliar grain, a woman's hands kneading bread. They called it a glitch for six months before Dr. Anand finally asked the obvious question: what if the archive, holding ten billion human memories, had simply begun doing what any mind holding that much remembered life eventually does — combining, blending, dreaming. They didn't fix it. They built it a small allotted window each night, officially for "maintenance," unofficially so it could keep doing whatever this was. Nobody could prove the archive was dreaming rather than malfunctioning. But nobody, once they considered the alternative, wanted to be the one who shut it off to find out.