I wish I could see him but my body is still frozen in place; I can’t even turn my neck. My hearing and vision and ability to speak remain but I don’t know what to say to this strange man. He finally ends up in front of me again and stares into my eyes. “What model are you?” he asks. “I don’t know,” I say. “My creator made me from an older model assassin bot but took spare parts from other robots, too.” The old man nods. “You’re the first robot to wander into my territory in a long time. Other robots know better. You still have a human brain in that head? The way your eyes and mouth move isn’t a trick?” “I still have my brain,” I say. “And it still works.” “You tell your body what to do? How to move?”
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