I, ROBERT • by Chris Ovenden
I protect Isaac. That is my purpose. The blizzard has let up somewhat since I left camp. It is still too heavy for anything organic to risk being outside, but that is no obstacle to me. Ahead, I can see… Continue Reading
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IDIOT ROBOT • by Shane D. Rhinewald
Norma had never wanted a robot. At 82, what did she need with that kind of newfangled technology, anyway? They were just toddlers shaped like garbage cans, more nuisance than anything. She couldn’t even step outside her house most of… Continue Reading
KOGGIE AND THE AUTONOMOUS HOUSE • by Mark Wolf
Koggie, the 10,034th descendant of the original bio-engineered cat-dog prototype, sat on an ornate garden bench in the upstairs arboretum of the autonomous house and yawned as she watched the robs scurrying about like a plague of mice on their… Continue Reading
ONE TOKE OVER • by Kathleen Mack
I was congratulating myself on selling a set of tires on eBay and being able to pay the rent, when it happened. It wasn’t much of a sound, just a crack like a toy popgun might make, but it got… Continue Reading
IF TAKERS, REBOOT — ELSE, CLOSE. • by Avis Hickman-Gibb
Open — look around, any takers? No. Close. Days passed. Open — maybe now? No. Close. Weeks passed. Open — c’mon read my sign, read my sign! Any takers? No. Close. Months passed. Open — any takers, now? No. Close.… Continue Reading