Chapter 9
X woke up in darkness. The floor rocked beneath him—the tossing and turning of a boat on strong waves. The walls were metal, old and faded as if they’d seen the marks of battle.
His hands and feet were bound in strong, electrical handcuffs.
These cuffs will shock me if I try to escape. They’re reinforced steel. Can’t be broken.
A dim lantern burned on the wall. Mounds of androids surrounded him, staring at X with lifeless eyes. Some were missing arms, others, legs. They were all beyond revival. The room smelled like burning silicon and smoke, freshly cut steel and cooling metal, and smoldering plastic and mercury.
They haven’t killed me yet, which means they want something from me.
He tried to geo-locate himself with his GPS chip, but no data came through.
Signal jammer on
