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THE LEGEND OF TELEBOT

The year is 2090 AD. Earth no longer exists except in the minds of old men and the pages of history ...... but it can be seen visited by a trusted few. Impartial observers forbidden by the laws of nature to interfere. Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it. and all of Earth's survivors must be made never to forget.....D-Day. D for Destruction. The day when Humankind's arrogance was matched only by its stupidity. Ironically the same technology that destroyed also saved a privileged few Space orphans who become pilgrim fathers of a plastic world. and their legacy Is to forever re-live their biggest mistake.

The years are peeling away like a shedded skin . Soon the time-craft will be in position like a chronological peeping-tom.

Its passengers are human in descent. The crew like-wise save an occasional Cyborg. Injured in the original blast they replaced their dying organs and mangled limbs with silicone and shiny chrome leaving a chink of humanity barely shining through the Iron shell.....................

Through the lenses he observes the controls. impassively monitoring his position. Too many times his home planet has evaporated before his robot eyes Resentment and rebellion have been creeping through his circuits like a cancer / computer virus, growing stronger with each action-replay of global death. Driven by insanity (or is it malfunction 3) he abandons his post. His movementsare smooth and machine-like and amidst the excitement he will not be missed ........................

The teleportation bay is, manned by a skeleton crew The new recruits are up on the Bridge to get a better vantage point, the novelty of their duties is yet untarnished by repetition. The remaining crew are eliminated brutally and efficiently . The Android sets the co-ordinates and seconds later his form is vapour ............

On the planet surface the Android makes a bizarre addition to the panic-ridden hordes who run aimlessly but never escape from themselves . Those who do see him are so far beyond the point of rational thought that their brains refuse to register- or question his presence, so locked in are they in their own screaming spiral of hell. Half forgotten stimuli returns to flood his brain and circuits. the time is near, maybe minutes away. Someone must be warned..................

He sees it . A primitive means of earth communication but functional. Distant memories flicker through his brain of a man.. physically whole, human, a scientist. Saved from the impending Inferno by a chance phone call .An un-earthly voice, mechanical yet strangely familiar ....... " Escape-Pod locations ....classified information..................understand and survive".........,.( CLICK...drone....................) So long ago.

He enters the booth and proceeds to dial.


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