‘Where are you going?’
‘Nowhere in particular’, I replied.
‘That does not compute.’

I was surprised to have met two robots. But it was my first walk since before I care to remember.

  • A viral outbreak
  • A quarantine.
  • And an immeasurably long time online.

Had preceded my stroll.

  • But I needed air.
  • And it had been such a long time.

I met nobody, heard nothing.

  • Until the robots.

‘This unit has no Identifier’, noted the shinier robot.
-‘It’s alive‘, replied the other.
‘But all the organics died.’
-‘Apparently not all.’
‘So what should we do?’
-‘Nothing, let it continue on its way.’