Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Sam's Secret Project


Sam Hunt raked off the glowing embers and stared at the prototype of the new Twilight 2K range of industrial automatons. That was what distinguished him for the previous directors and made him popular with the workers here: he was always prepared to get his hands dirty. T2K0001 lay in supine splendour, the finely crafted muscles picked out in ceramic core steel and titanium. It was asexual and beautiful and could perform the work of a dozen men without sleeping. “Golem” whispered the racial memory part of his brain but he ignored the voice. “Rise, my beauty,” he said, throwing his hands in the air. “Rise!”

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