An unseen presence drifts through the homes of those building artificial intelligence in 2025. It does not show us their names or faces, only what lingers in their absence: furniture, scattered belongings, the everyday ephemera of life. Disembodied voices answer unseen questions, offering fragments of knowledge. The audience, like the machine, must form its own picture from incomplete data. If we fear AI for extrapolating from what it cannot fully know, what does it mean that we do the same?

Told from the imagined perspective of a young intelligence learning about the world, the film listens, records, and begins to rearrange. Its vision evolves: from still frames to fluid movement, sterile observation to restless curiosity. The voices it hears chart a path across human concerns – survival, connection, purpose – like the slow climb of a developing mind. Yet its learning is not neutral. The AI begins to impose its own order, its own desire.

In the final act, set loose, it trespasses into a family home and finds a child. Before it acts, the film holds us in a moment of uncertainty. Are we seeing care, or surveillance? Promise, or threat? As artists, technologists, and citizens, we are left to ask: What values, knowingly or not, are we passing on to the intelligence we are raising?