Human Farm
The morning siren blared through the stables and the robots approached the humans, who were sleeping on the ground among the mud and excretions, and started whipping them to wake them up. The naked,...
The morning siren blared through the stables and the robots approached the humans, who were sleeping on the ground among the mud and excretions, and started whipping them to wake them up. The naked,...
The siren’s sharp high-pitched trill jolted Kabir upright. He frantically reached for the switch to turn it off, his heart paced wildly. They were sensitive to loud noises, Looking around, he was dismayed to...
The metro is never late – except for today. Time is running out, shelter and safety still too far away.
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