The Passengers

by John Marrs

Claire wagered every person in that street had at least one secret they kept hidden from the rest of the world, including her. Especially her.

‘I suggest you think of social media as a river. It begins in one place but the further it travels, the more it meanders in different directions. Some new routes dry up quickly, others take on directions all of their own. Everyone has an opinion.

‘On a daily basis we have allowed our lives to become dictated by the decisions Artificial Intelligence make for us.

‘I am curious, if you love your husband as deeply as you claim, then why are you hiding his dead body in the boot of your car?’

“a candle loses nothing by lighting another candle”. That’s how I’ve lived my life.’

The person most useful to our society always prevails. None of us are equals when it comes to driverless cars.’