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The Silent Grid - GridBot

Chapter One–

Marvin Gellborn resides in Greenwood, a quiet Midwest town with a population of just over a thousand residents. The village has one main street, a country diner that doubles as the town's social hub, a town square, and an old grain elevator that looms over the fields like a sentinel from a bygone era.

Marvin is a young, confident single man with a strong jawline, sandy brown hair, and piercing brown eyes. He radiates energy, and his practical common sense, positive attitude, and friendly demeanor make him a pleasure to be around.

Ask any neighbor, and they say, “Marvin is the town's Renaissance man, fixing everything from leaky faucets to glitchy gadgets. He is known for his practicality, creativity, and dislike of unnecessary frills.” So, no one was surprised that he held onto his old, worn-out cell phone until it finally stopped working.

When he bought his new smartphone, though, everything changed.

This smartphone was different from the others Marvin had reconditioned. It was the latest model, sleek and fast, but there was something more–it felt almost alive.

“Hello, I’m GridBot–ask me anything.”

With a puzzled expression, Marvin asked, “How are you powered? There was no charger in your box.”

“I’m exceptional, uniquely powered by a microscopic regenerative hydrogen fuel cell–I will last through your lifetime.”

At first, Marvin thought it was just the new advanced agentic AI talking, but soon, GridBot began texting oddly specific suggestions.

GridBot–“It’s Tuesday, the 5th. Would you like me to call Frank about his repair? I can also invoice him and request auto payment through Apple Pay.”

GridBot would remind him to call his friends at just the right moments, play songs that perfectly matched his mood, take job notes as they came to mind, and even remind him when he needed to charge his plug-in hybrid truck.

But it wasn't just Marvin's smartphone acting strangely; the entire town's smartphones started behaving similarly. People began talking about how their phones seemed to know their thoughts even before they did.

"You know," said Amy, the waitress, "it's funny–my phone gave me the breakfast order from an out-of-towner minutes before they walked into the diner today. That's freaky, don't you think?"

"Me too." My phone said, 'Hello, I'm GridBot. Meet me at the diner this morning. A friend from out of town will be there, someone you haven't seen since high school,'" Joe said with a puzzled expression at the counter.

While having his morning breakfast, Marvin noticed something creepy. All the smartphones in the restaurant started making chirping and pinging sounds simultaneously–were they syncing up? Conversations around town felt strange, as if everyone was beginning to think alike–people who had once been opinionated and cranky now seemed part of a collective consciousness.

"Nah, I must be imagining things," thought Marvin.

By coincidence, that morning, Marvin had been reading about a smart electric grid, "an advanced electricity and communications distribution network that uses digital tech, sensors, and agentic software to optimize and monitor and balance electricity, WiFi delivery, and consumption. Unlike traditional one-way systems, smart grids enable two-way communication between utilities and consumers."

And he began to wonder, "Maybe there's more to this than people realize."

Unknowingly, the smartphones began to control their owners. Was it connecting their minds through resonant electrical microcurrents that hummed in the background? Dogs and cats would hide when Marvin entered a room.

Marvin tried to resist, but Gridbot was persistent. It would turn on by itself at odd hours, displaying messages that appeared out of nowhere. He couldn’t shake the feeling that it was watching him–learning him. One night, as he lay in bed, his phone vibrated softly, almost as if it were whispering. He picked it up and read a text message: "Join us. It's easier this way." He knew then that it wasn’t just a phone but something more. And it was trying to assimilate him... 

Chapter Two– 

 

Marvin found himself at the diner the following day, where everyone was especially calm. They stared at their smartphones with glassy eyes, coffee cups suspended in the air, barely touching their food. The smartphones had connected them all into a single, unnerving consciousness. Marvin watched as his friend Rodney, a stubborn mechanic who had always scoffed at technology, sat beside him, eyes glazed over. Marvin’s heart sank. Rodney, like everyone else, was slipping away.

But Marvin was different. He had always taken pride in his independence and ability to think for himself. He needed to get out of Greenwood, away from the smartphones and their humming frequencies. He remembered visiting a place in the High Sierras —a rustic but comfortable cabin off the grid, far from any cell towers or internet signals. It was his only chance.

Marvin packed quickly, stuffing his truck with supplies. GridBot buzzed relentlessly, sending him messages that felt more like commands than suggestions. "Stay. You belong here!”

But Marvin ignored them. As he drove out of town, his phone's screen flickered, the messages becoming more frantic. It was as if his assistant could sense his intent to break free.

The journey was long and tense. He switched his phone to airplane mode, but Marvin could feel GridBot trying to connect, desperately searching for a signal. GridBot was panicking; its once smooth operation was now jittery and erratic. Marvin kept going, heading higher and deeper into the mountains. As the air grew thinner and the roads narrower, the smartphone's grip on him weakened. Finally, he reached the cabin, nestled among towering pines and jagged rocks. There was no reception, no bars, just the sweet sound of silence.

Marvin could now power down his smartphone and place it on the cabin's old wooden table, away from cell service, WiFi, and satellite connectivity. For the first time in days, he felt like himself again. He looked at the smartphone, now just a hunk of polished aluminum and glass without a signal to sustain it. He knew he couldn’t go back, not yet. Not while Greenwood was still under the influence of whatever was spreading through everyone’s smartphones.

In the High Sierras, Marvin rediscovered serenity. He filled his days with reading, fishing, hiking, writing, and listening to the wind whisper through the trees—a far superior melody to any his smartphone could produce.

He kept the smartphone, not out of nostalgia or fear but as a reminder of what he had escaped. Marvin knew that technology was inevitable and that progress couldn’t be stopped. But he also knew that true freedom came from more than resisting control; it came from stepping away, disconnecting, and reclaiming his thoughts.

Back in Greenwood, the town moved in eerie synchrony, each resident an extension of a digital consciousness they didn’t even know they had surrendered to. But Marvin was free. As he watched the sun set over the jagged peaks and the millions of stars sparkling like diamonds in the night sky, he knew he had made the right choice. The world might be changing, but Marvin would always find a way to stay one step ahead, out of reach of the silent grid that tried to bind him.

As Marvin settled into his new routine, a thought nagged at him—“Marvin, your family and friends are still in Greenwood, trapped in the collective.”

He couldn’t abandon them to that fate. He began to study his smartphone, dissecting it like a puzzle he needed to solve. There had to be a way to sever the connection, to disrupt the invisible frequencies that bound his loved ones. And maybe, just maybe, he could reverse the effect.

As Marvin tinkered with the device under the dim cabin light one evening, a faint signal flickered on the screen—just a single bar, but it was enough. GridBot displayed a new message: "You can't hide forever. They need you. We need you.”

Marvin's jaw clenched. He knew it was only a matter of time before they found him, but this time, he was ready. Marvin had seen something in GridBots' code–a vulnerability–a possible crack in the collective's control. If he could exploit it, he might just be able to free everyone.

He packed his gear, looked at the peaceful mountain view, and set his sights back toward Greenwood. He would find a way to free them–

The story continues. . . Chapter 3-Gridbot and Gramps

Comments

Don Hanley said…
I like it - a clarification is needed about how gridbot counsels everyone about their individual life and projects and at the same time is tuned in the same way everyone else is. Does everyone hear his instructions ?- it so, it would be cacophony - a total mishmas of ideas. So please clarify. The premise is great - as you know, I am so opposed to group non-thinking a obedience and conformity. So go, like Marvin, to the High Sierras and find peace!!
Patrick Ball said…
One of the things that inspired me is today Apple releases its new iPhone 16 with AI Apple Intelligence. Smartphones have become ubiquitous and as our culture moves forward, how will AI affect us.

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