Yet another android case file
…where am I? This isn’t home, is it? I’m surrounded by crushed cars and washing machines and piles of metal junk… a scrapyard? I try to move- [WARNING. LEG COMPONENTS NOT FOUND.]- what? Leg components… like I’m some sort of robot. I have a name, you know, it’s-
it’s-
what was it? I know I have one, don’t I? My parents are- I live in- my best friend is- my favourite hobby is gardening oh thank god [REMAINING POWER: 3%. UNIT SERIAL: CYB- 8#8##2]
Why was I thrown here? I didn’t do anything wrong… it hurts. I can feel my arms, yet they don’t exist. I can feel my legs, yet they don’t exist. Can’t even move at all I open my mouth, and nothing comes out.
Father? Mother? I… i’m scared… why?
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Someone’s going to have to notice, right? If I go missing for this long, surely someone would ask questions, right? Then they’ll call the police or something. But who would know where I am?
Even if they find me… would I ever be the same again? What did they do to me? Why would they chop off my limbs and leave me for dead on a pile of scraps? bleeding from open wounds it hurts it hurts
[WARNING: COOLANT LEAKAGE SEVERE.]
What happened yesterday? I got my college application, so my parents took me to buy a new laptop. I didn’t even get to use it much. i can’t remember their faces either
who did this… why… i feel tears roll down my face. sense of touch still works at least
my face is burning… i’m not blushing am i? on what?
someone walks by. i don’t even bother trying to get his attention, but he notices anyway. is he here to help me, or finish the job? why should i care?
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he is saying… something. i can’t read lips, he is shaking his head, he left
i don’t want to die. it isn’t like i can live, either, but… what is beyond death? i was good in life, was i? will i go to heaven?
[WARNING: COOLANT LEAKAGE CRITICAL.]
stars are twinkling above it hurts less now feels hot, like im burning
the man from before returns, carrying a claw hammer he looks tired, irate, raising it
i open my mouth to plead nothing happens the hammer tip glints in the moonlight why focus on that
someone please tell me whY#!%@^$ ma#%—— [W@rNin#: CaTAS#%)*!~ f!9{+\e——
——I jolt up from bed. Nightmare? It feels… real, though. Head still hurts… Why was I a robot, of all things, in it? Those aren’t real, are they…?
I get out of bed. Could as well ask my parents.
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