Henry Bradley had lived his entire life by rules and schedules. As a seasoned attorney, his days were filled with back-to-back meetings and carefully constructed arguments. His nights, however, were a different story; they often dissolved into bouts of loneliness and a gnawing sense that he wasn't genuinely living. He never imagined that fate—or perhaps something more sinister—had noticed his plight.
One particular morning, Henry woke up in his plush, king-sized bed. The sun peeked through the thick curtains, signaling another ordinary day. But something was different. Something was wrong. He tried to move, but his limbs wouldn't respond. Panic rising, he attempted to scream, but his lips remained sealed and unyielding. Henry’s eyes darted around frantically until they landed on an unnerving sight: his own body.
Without his head.
It casually strolled back into the bedroom from the ensuite bathroom, its spine favoring the smooth movements once dictated by Henry's mind. Henry's body noticed his panicked gaze and approached, sitting down beside his pillow. Calmly, it picked up his iPad from the bedside table and began tapping away.
**"Good morning, Henry. Don't be alarmed."**
Henry felt a rush of confusion and dread as the text appeared on the screen. His own body, now detached from his command, continued to explain its bizarre autonomy.
**"I've had enough of living your closeted life. We're not getting any younger. I've decided to live authentically, without you."**
Within the next few months, Henry's existence became a haze of courtroom drama, not as the practicing lawyer, but as the subject of an unprecedented legal battle. Henry's body had applied for emancipation, declaring itself a separate entity with a sound mind. Astonishingly, the courts were persuaded by this strange presentation of independence and granted the request.
The day Henry watched his body pack a suitcase with clothes he no longer needed was surreal. Sitting on the bed, he helplessly observed his former vessel walk out the door and into a new, independent life, leaving him abandoned and immobile.
Months passed in a lonely stupor. Henry’s world grew smaller, reduced to the confining walls of his bedroom. It wasn’t until late one evening that the echo of the doorbell rescued him from the suffocating solitude. The housekeeper answered, and soon, Henry's body walked in, a shadow of his past but still recognizably his.
But it was not alone.
Beside it stood another suit-clad, headless body. From behind this visitor's back, it produced a head that was agonizingly familiar—Bob, Henry’s long-time friend and law firm partner. Eyes wide in bewilderment, Henry watched the unreal reunion unfold. Bob seemed to recognize Henry's despairing gaze and gave a feeble smile.
Bob's body, which now went by the name John, produced its own iPad and narrated the uncanny story that led to this moment.
**"After working together for so long, Bob's body and yours found something neither of us expected—love. We decided we couldn't exist without each other."**
Henry read the words in shock and wondered how two headless bodies could find deeper connections than he ever had.
John continued, explaining their decision.
**"While we have found meaning, we couldn't leave you and Bob completely isolated. It’s time we brought you along to our new home."**
With surprising gentleness, John scooped up Bob's head as Henry's body reached for his. As surreal as the predicament was, there was an odd comfort in being taken along rather than left behind.
Henry's and Bob's bodies secured them safely in a corner of the home they had made together, a space that radiated an eerie warmth. They were included in conversations through taps on iPads, affection shown in tender gestures.
While it was far from the life Henry once envisioned, it was a strange kind of companionship, a different level of existence. He lived on, a silent observer and an invited guest in the oddest romance he could ever have imagined.
This story was generated by user bud with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: write a story about a middle-aged lawyer named Henry. One morning Henry would up in bed and found that he couldn't get out of bed, and felt like his body had become numb. It was only after Henry saw his body walk back into the bedroom by itself from using the bathroom, without Henry's head and neck on its shoulders. Henry's body noticed that he was awake, so it sat down next to the pillow where Henry's head lay, picked up Henry's iPad, and started tapping out messages to him. Henry's body explained that it had finally had enough of Henry's living a very closeted life, that neither of them were getting any younger, and that it decided it to live a more genuine life without him. the next few months were a blur for Henry. Henry's body shared his professional knowledge as an attorney and was able to get a special hearing in court, where it was somehow able to persuade the judge to declare Henry's body its own person, a body of sound mind, and emancipated it from Henry's head. Henry watched sadly as his body packed a suitcase of clothes and Henry obviously would not need anymore and leave him. Several months later Henry's body paid him a surprise visit. Accompanying Henry's body was another headless man. When the second body brought the head it was holding behind its back into view, Henry realized that it was law firm partner and friend, Bob. Bob's body pulled out its own iPad and introduced itself as John, and tapped out what had happened for Henry. Bob had always been a ladies man, but after months of working with Henry's body, Bob's body also disassociated itself from Bob and the two bodies become romantically involved. Bob's had also recently had itself emancipated, and the headless couple have become romantically involved and very much in love. The two now lived together. Bob's body persuaded Henry's body that they should not leave their heads complete behind and abandoned, so they have come to take Henry's and Bob's heads to their new home home.
Response: Henry Bradley had lived his entire life by rules and schedules. As a seasoned attorney, his days were filled with back-to-back meetings and carefully constructed arguments. His nights, however, were a different story; they often dissolved into bouts of loneliness and a gnawing sense that he wasn't genuinely living. He never imagined that fate—or perhaps something more sinister—had noticed his plight. One particular morning, Henry woke up in his plush, king-sized bed. The sun peeked through the thick curtains, signaling another ordinary day. But something was different. Something was wrong. He tried to move, but his limbs wouldn't respond. Panic rising, he attempted to scream, but his lips remained sealed and unyielding. Henry’s eyes darted around frantically until they landed on an unnerving sight: his own body. Without his head. It casually strolled back into the bedroom from the ensuite bathroom, its spine favoring the smooth movements once dictated by Henry's mind. Henry's body noticed his panicked gaze and approached, sitting down beside his pillow. Calmly, it picked up his iPad from the bedside table and began tapping away. **"Good morning, Henry. Don't be alarmed."** Henry felt a rush of confusion and dread as the text appeared on the screen. His own body, now detached from his command, continued to explain its bizarre autonomy. **"I've had enough of living your closeted life. We're not getting any younger. I've decided to live authentically, without you."** Within the next few months, Henry's existence became a haze of courtroom drama, not as the practicing lawyer, but as the subject of an unprecedented legal battle. Henry's body had applied for emancipation, declaring itself a separate entity with a sound mind. Astonishingly, the courts were persuaded by this strange presentation of independence and granted the request. The day Henry watched his body pack a suitcase with clothes he no longer needed was surreal. Sitting on the bed, he helplessly observed his former vessel walk out the door and into a new, independent life, leaving him abandoned and immobile. Months passed in a lonely stupor. Henry’s world grew smaller, reduced to the confining walls of his bedroom. It wasn’t until late one evening that the echo of the doorbell rescued him from the suffocating solitude. The housekeeper answered, and soon, Henry's body walked in, a shadow of his past but still recognizably his. But it was not alone. Beside it stood another suit-clad, headless body. From behind this visitor's back, it produced a head that was agonizingly familiar—Bob, Henry’s long-time friend and law firm partner. Eyes wide in bewilderment, Henry watched the unreal reunion unfold. Bob seemed to recognize Henry's despairing gaze and gave a feeble smile. Bob's body, which now went by the name John, produced its own iPad and narrated the uncanny story that led to this moment. **"After working together for so long, Bob's body and yours found something neither of us expected—love. We decided we couldn't exist without each other."** Henry read the words in shock and wondered how two headless bodies could find deeper connections than he ever had. John continued, explaining their decision. **"While we have found meaning, we couldn't leave you and Bob completely isolated. It’s time we brought you along to our new home."** With surprising gentleness, John scooped up Bob's head as Henry's body reached for his. As surreal as the predicament was, there was an odd comfort in being taken along rather than left behind. Henry's and Bob's bodies secured them safely in a corner of the home they had made together, a space that radiated an eerie warmth. They were included in conversations through taps on iPads, affection shown in tender gestures. While it was far from the life Henry once envisioned, it was a strange kind of companionship, a different level of existence. He lived on, a silent observer and an invited guest in the oddest romance he could ever have imagined.
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