I stride through the dead, silent corridor as the lights weaken as I walk past them. The pipes, pumping fresh air, gives me chills as I march past. This ship is no longer a democracy, everything you do, everything you say and even everything you see is monitored. The government has not been civil since the war. I keep walking, remembering everything that happened that day, I will never forget anything.
I daze off, all I see is lines of code. Coding in my mind and then I remember that that's what I am, just programmed to serve the humans. Chips, stuck in all of our brains. Everything on my inside is programmed, I feel as if I have no soul. No point in living, what does robot even mean. All these questions racing through my mind faster than a bullet being fired from a gun. I gaze at the stars thinking about where I actually came from.
I walk into the cafeteria, I get my portion of food and sit down. I bring out my computer and check the news, the main headline is that our ship is being targeted. Everyone has been gossiping about that one topic. I overheard a conversation, apparently the humans are planning to attacking us. I'm not worried, I'm not wanted anyway.
I'm lying in my bed, then my cabin door slides open. A unknown man walks into my room. He asks in a deep mysterious voice.
''What is your name''. I respond courteously
''Megan Rothinbon''.
He grabs my arm, pulls a sharp pointed knife to my neck and tells me to come with him. He bangs my head against a pole, I fall asleep, my eyes fade and I see darkness.
I swiftly open my eyes. I can't speak nor see anything. I hear a faint buzzing noise. He takes the blindfold off with force. He tells me everything will be fine. I see the machine coming to me. I try to say to him, ''What is happening'', but all he hears is muttering. The machine rips the chip out of my brain as it digs into my skull. Black red blood drips onto the floor as I scream with pain. Tears fall down my cheeks as I painfully wimp.
I wake up and the world is frozen, why is it that I'm the only one moving? I stare into darkness thinking about my past. I look around and see blue. I fall into a world of maniacal laughs and endless torment..
