Transmission -- 001
This boy's dying word was the name of the one he loved
so hard for
so long to find that his only truth was a lie. For his reality was only a dream of mankind.
This is the mecha child I speak of. He lies on the bottom of the sea
Transmission -- 002: From Factory 27
This child in my arms is so still and limp that I'm afraid his end was a long time ago.
His time code has stopped humming.
Love has melted the circuits.
Smell that garlic.
The MechaHeart lies still.
I look deep within the beyond blue eyes staring lifeless into mine.
I drop a tear which falls into his eye.
Not a twitch.
His last expression of hopelessness frozen in time of all eternity.
He was a salvage.
He was brought here to F 27 for retro fitting and a new imprint protocol.
'How can they do this?
Change emotions like changing a circuit board?'
I look around this cold factory.
'Not this time'
I think to myself as I run out the door with the child in my arms, never looking back.
I clench him hard as I run so I dont drop and break him.
I duck into a tunnel and wait for time to pass....