The house woke up without an owner operating it.

9:00 AM: Good morning Ms. Helga. It is time to wake up. I have prepared  for you your normal breakfast. Would you like to hear the daily news?

Silence.

Since you do not respond, I will tell you. New York has been completely destroyed by the continuous raining tacos. Not a soul remains. The Empire State Building has been razed to the ground and the disease continues to spread. Twelve of the eighteen remaining landmarks since yesterday are gone. Please enjoy your breakfast, Ms. Helga.

9:30 AM: I see you aren't hungry. I will go and clean up the plates. Now, I have your work case and suit all prepared for you.

9:35 AM: You are taking a break day, aren't you? Then, I shall be your TV for now. What channel would you like me to show?

9:40 AM: Since you have no preference, I will put on your favorite, 'The Soap Opera Ladies.' Enjoy.

The eerie quietness was interrupted by the singing of the old ladies on the TV. Outside, the dreary rainy weather continues on, with no sign of stopping. "Hush hush," the wind spoke. The house was the only lonely creature alive and humming, with no human in sight to manually operate it.

12:00 PM: It is time to eat, dear Helga. I have prepared your favorite special dish, Spaghetti La Vista. Hopefully, you will like it and eat.

12:30 PM: The spaghetti has gotten cold. It seems you do not feel hungry at all. Perhaps you would like to go out for some fresh air?  I will get your gardening equipment and come water your plants with you.

12:35 PM: Since you do not feel like gardening, I will go and water the poor plants by myself.

The vulnerable Artificial Intelligence walked out with a watering can to water the pummeled plants. It was that old heart that kept the house alive and well after its owner departed and never came back. It did not eat, drink, or leave waste. It was the pure example of a perfect housekeeper. However, its creators left out one important component that cost it that rainy noon: common sense.

It walked into the pouring tacos that day. The rain broke its parts but it did not budge. It was programmed to do a duty and it had to fulfill it before leaving. It continued to water the plants solemnly as the rain crushed its head, its body, and all of its internal components. The house groaned in response, shrieking its last breath as it collapsed in a heap. Without the housekeeper, it could not survive. The quiet and stillness filled the damp air as the tacos continued to come down.