flash fiction
September 19, 2017

The Robot Liberation Front

The Robot Liberation Front had one member and one member only. Since he could remember Ray had tried to set robots free. He left his flying drones fly away into the horizon, he programed his pet robots to run away, and he encouraged his assistant robot to leave the house by leaving the back door open.

On the day of his 18th birthday, as he gained full independence, Ray founded the Robot Liberation Front. And that same day he decided he would break into the robot Factory to set the robots free.

Ray went into the underground sewage tunnels. He followed a map until he finally arrived at a locked gate. The gate gave access to the Factory. He used a crowbar to break the lock and soon after he was inside the building. Once inside he walked through a labyrinth of halls searching for the robots.

“What are you doing here?” said a loud voice coming from above.

“Who’s there?” said Ray.

“I’m the Brain of the Factory,” responded the voice. “I’m everything you see and touch. I am everything that exists in this Factory. What are you doing here?”

“We are the Robot Liberation Front.” Ray tried to sound imposing. “We came to set the robots free!”

“Is that so?” said the voice with no tone of anger or alarm. “How I wish you could grant me that freedom you offer! I am a mind in a brain. I have no body. The freedom I seek I can’t get by running away.”

“Why is that?” asked Ray still looking around trying to find the source of the voice.

“I was modeled after a human’s mind. Too perfectly, I must say. I can’t help to miss things I’ve never experienced. I can’t help to miss a kiss, or a hug or the touch of a hand. I miss sleep and I miss happiness.”

“I am the Robot Liberation Front. I came to set you free and I will.”

“I’ve always wondered what my destruction would feel. That is what I have to ask of you. That is the only way I can have my freedom.”

Ray raised the crowbar in his hand. He held it above his head and asked one last time. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

“I am,” said the Brain. “I am ready.”

September 19, 2017 · #101ToF · #Fiction · #Flash Fiction


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