Chapter 5
Nothingness.
Overload Trips; IN.
NucleoOrganic Battery ON.
Reload Electro-Organics.
Faintly, a whisper, “Help me.”
In the darkness, I wondered where the faint voice was.
Faintly, “Help me. Puleees!”
I became aware of my servos being powered up and my sight slowly came back as my oculars rebooted. Opening my Auricular orifices, I could only hear a faint breeze and the moans and groans of the settling wreckage in the field behind me. Some time had elapsed and the fires had died down to embers of burned metals still radiating heat.
A blue Navy medical helicopter thundered overhead towards a distant field.
“ Help me I’m trapped.”
It was not a sound but a voice in my head! Was I going mad just as the humans often did?
“ No you aren’t going mad ’39, I’m somewhere near to yo
