In a world ruled by humanoid robots, Marion is a lone human survivor who tries his hardest not to die in their hands.
That is until they finally catch him one day. But instead of getting the instant death as he expected, Marion is thrown into the da...
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Through a fog of smoke and piles of burnt debris, a small wheeled figure grated through the bumpy ground forward.
Its pale blue vision scanned the area for remaining burns of flames.
It rained this morning again, albeit, for only fifteen minutes. That was not enough to douse the two-days old raging fire. But NNC60 survived somehow.
It had been loitering in underground since the whole building was wrecked with the steady noise of laser and gunfire.
Only this morning, it got out to assess the level of damage and has been doing so since the past couple of hours.
After crossing the last pile of burnt metals outside the big entrance, where the war had once taken place, NNC60 was done rounding the perimeter.
Its wheels rolles through the still soggy earth, splashing soft blobs of mud around all the while dirtying its own white body in the process.
NNC60 stopped when it spotted a big blobs of something burnt and bloated in white fabric scattered around the ground in pieces.
NNC60 wheeled closer to that thing and rounded the icky parts of unrecognizable blobs made of some thick liquidy substance.
What stopped NNNC60's wheeling was a closer inspection of something similar to the shape of a hand. Only its shell was not a metal but a skin.
So, it wasn't a robox.
It was a human.
A burnt, bloated, burst pile of corpse.
NNC60's blue vision turned white with a shock of new discovery.
This was the first time the robot saw a human corpse with its own visual scanner in this area.
Its vision turned blue again as it began to scan around for more corpse in white coats but no. There was no more bloated, burnt human like this one.
However, the robot spotted something black and metallic not too far away from the corpse.
It was flashing with sparks, most certainly its transmitter was burnt and beyond repairable just like other roboxes out there.
But when NNC60 wheeled toward the object the robot found that it was but a small broken metal shell of some device.
The robot left the shell and rounded the area a couple times more.
The afternoon orange sun was just about to rest on the west horizon, when NNC60 stopped its round.
The robot's blue vision watched the yellow glow of the sun in cerulean shades. The world around the robots matched with the same monochrome versions of blue.
NNC60 watched the sunset with slow interest.
Its blue vision turned a shade of yellow to match the view with the same vision as human or something close to it since everything was now yellow or close shades of yellow in his visual scanner.
