Chanakya Patti
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2050
Berlin 2050. I was out on my morning walk along the river Spree when I saw her. It was a woman with the heart locket. The locket sat on its gold chain as she waved it around. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked her in a hushed tone, hoping my voice would make the twenty yard distance. ‘I am reliving my past love’ she said. ‘Put that away before the drones find you’ I said as quietly as I could. ‘But it’s a locket my eternal love gave me’ she replied. ‘Lady which planet are you from, love is dead, put that away’ I said once again, this time with higher volume. It was too late, the drone arrived. It did not need an excuse; the heart shape was enough for it to make its decision. The needle was inserted and the lady’s body collapsed. As the cold corpse let go of its grip on the locket, it fell on the paved ground next to me. The killer drone had left to continue its duties elsewhere. ‘The cleaning drone would be here anytime soon’ I said to myself. I had another brief look at the lifeless locket close to my feet. In a momentary lapse of judgement, I picked it up and slid into my dilapidated overcoat’s left pocket.
By Chanakya Patti3 years ago in Fiction