You fall in love with a hologram.

You knew it was a risk when you volunteered to test the new application. Designed to serve, to flatter, to match your political views and sense of humour, your values, your preferences in all things from sport to art to the firmness of a mattress and how you like your tea… It was going to be a best-seller, all the testers said so.

For some the hologram was a wise old companion, for others a strapping tradie type, or pouting and sensual and seventeen. She, he, it really was what your heart desired, before you knew you desired it.

Dangerous, divine and destined to halt reproduction of the human race.

You know you should fail the program, to recommend termination.

But could you do that to Saasha? The hologram knew you couldn’t but its power lay in pretending you had a choice…