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She obeyed like a prisoner taking a mugshot. The machine’s eye scanned her pores, the geometry of her cheekbones, the distance between her pupils. Somewhere in a server farm, an algorithm was deciding if she was real.

She screamed into her pillow.

She looked at her reflection in the dark window. Tired eyes. Messy bun. The face of a woman who hadn’t slept well in years. Facebook.com Login Identify

Then:

Now, staring at the final prompt——she felt the cold creep of dread. She obeyed like a prisoner taking a mugshot