“I hate you.” A four-year-old girl. A room as barren as a fishbowl. “I hate you.” Little fists, clenching: one of the cameras, set to motion-cap, zoomed on them automatically. Two others watched the adults, mother, father on opposite sides of the room. The machines watched the players: half a world away, Stavros watched the … Continue reading Mayfly by Peter Watts and Derryl Murphy