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Dream
by Joshua Allen
He stuffed his hand inside his coat and felt his chest. He was
on fire. A pit of molten lead sat inside his chest, nearly hot
would know if he was too hot. A hot chest was an easy tell. When
forced himself to draw air in, activating the servos that caused
catch him with his chest this hot, they would know he was a
robot.
that his gun had fallen out, somewhere in the dining car when
packages. Not a new gun, but known for its reliability, loved
turned into powder with a little tenacity. The gun was there. It
was complete. Umer took a few more deep breaths and opened the
from the wastes, by the looks of him, but too immaculate. The
through the night after invisible prey, this guy was a hunter.
midnight blur outside his window. Umer smiled. The hunter was
Umer hurried through the next joiner into the bedroom car.
He stuffed his hand into his inner pocket. The gun was there. He
hurried to his room. The door opened when he was close and Umer
feel, to realize right and wrong. Next, the robots would want to
Umer hurried out the door, around the corner and into a
stuck his hand into his pocket. This time he brought the gun
He went.
He fired his gun three times when he saw the darkened mass
but one two doors down. Umer felt the train slowing. He stopped
pulse. The train was at a crawl now. They knew. This had been
intercom said.
standing there over the body of the poor woman he'd killed.
Someone would come through that door this second and see him. He
strong suspicion it would be. Goldy had done this to him. Set
him up. Goldy was probably hiding at the end of the hall right
now, biting back the laughter at how easy Umer had been to fool.
Umer covered his mouth, feeling for his breath. How could
he just leave her here, dead? It wasn't fair. She was young and
beautiful, nothing like the women who had come to the Pleasure
had called themselves humans but had really been something like
to get away with what he had done. He had killed yet again. It
was his lot in life. Always causing pain, never being punished.
wanted. Now that he was free of the dungeons, he was free of the
control, but training was harder to overcome. This was not the
first person he'd killed, but Umer vowed she would be the last.
The train was nearly stopped. Umer closed her eyes with the
heel of his hand and lifted her up into her sleep room with a
sense of numb duty. He backed away to let the door close. There
wasn't even a spot of blood in the hall. It had all gone inside
hurried back the way he'd come, still not convinced that
his face. He'd had a nanotattoo of the Virgin Mary put in the
flap of skin where his face should have been. The mark of the
holdings and got back a cup no taller than the width of two
The man snarled. "You got two, didn't you? Ice don't grow
on stems."
"Trees."
"'Scuse me?"
Umer sighed. "It's 'doesn't grow on trees.'"
The man reached under his booth. Umer didn't wait around to
see what the man kept there, because he already had a pretty
good idea. The Blood of Christ, most likely. Not that Umer had
Umer hurried away and dumped the two ice cubes into his
chest. The door to the local branch of the OCB could be close,
the platform just before the train was gone into the wastes.
Goldilocks.
knew, the man was visiting home. People still lived even in
places like this. Not just Christers and Scavengers either, but
real people. Umer looked down through the alley. Lights dotted
who pointed to where Umer was hiding. Umer had run out of time
handle of his gun. Shaped for someone else's hand. Shaped for a
human, one who had lived long ago when such antiques were the
beautiful, but it was obvious she had been. All the death he had
* * *
had little effect on Umer or any robot, but too much of anything
his core temperature, as his robot eyes had been replaced with
real ones.
The dungeons were ice caves. The warmth had been a physical
of those people. They simply kept the OCBs open and sent regular
facilities to produce its own, so the ones that were there had
reasons. Most of them were like Umer, were pleasure bots from
the elites who still lived on Earth, but more to the point all
Outbound slipliner.
Unless...
get him Outbound. Once he was on his way, he was certain, even
if they discovered his true identity, they would let him stay.
ways. They would not be able to destroy him. Their hearts would
Goldilocks was most likely not an HK, but a human working for
the elite, charged with tracking him down and punishing him for
had to be.
* * *
Goldilocks had lost him, and there was no OCB in Melonia. Umer
be there.
weren't too many humans on the other side who would have cause
had to watch their ass around those guys, or so Umer had been
told.
the sun and cool himself. He slipped inside. Several eyes turned
up toward him. Umer's hand went for his gun on impulse, but he
vertical. The people were lying on the floor. There were maybe a
dozen people, all lying there. None of them moved when Umer
infirm. Umer finally let his hand fall away from his weapon. He
crossed the room lightly, tip-toeing through the people who were
unable to move on their own. A woman entered the far side. Their
were known to kill the infirm. Law of the land. Certain diseases
no such diseases.
her hair that gave her a ghostly appearance, like Umer had read
her to hold him and pet his hair. It was a feeling he'd never
experienced before.
"The OCB? Why would you want that? No one leaves from East
Pittsburgh anymore."
further explanation?"
one of the infirm. She approached him. She looked into his eyes
been discarded there years ago. The only thing that might tip
someone off to its true nature was the fact that no scavenger
The woman pulled the door open. There were steps. Lights
crouched and could see the gun-metal gray door with a ring of
occasional HK. All hate my work here. I lost three poor souls
staring into the barrel of a gun. It was not any kind of gun
he'd ever seen. It was enormous and appeared to use some form of
chemical propulsion. It looked like it would smash through walls
were not an HK. Why would you deny being an HK before anything
else?"
Umer breathed. "I have heard that HKs come and exterminate
"You're a robot."
"No."
Umer did. She took his gun and stuffed it into the pocket
of her dress. She pressed the barrel of her hand cannon against
his temple and reached for his chest. He grabbed her hand,
preventing her from touching him. He felt the gun press deeper
"Please," he begged.
arm pass through his cupped hand. Her fingers splayed, she
pressed her hand against his chest where his heart should have
She held her hand against his chest for a several long
seconds. He was still warm from the running. He was too hot.
"I'm sick."
"I'm Lucinda," she said after she lowered the gun. "Follow
me."
She led him down the stairs. She punched some keys on a
pad. She covered the keypad with her body, but Umer could tell
by the sound what the code was. 6817. She passed him and
hallway. Most of the lights had been burned out. She led him
one for each sex, but one had the fixtures ripped out and was
The woman pressed her finger to her lips. "I had to sell
"But why?"
"The people here are not going to leave. They will stay
was more important to help them than to keep this place in tip
top condition."
"Tahoe."
Umer nodded.
"Is anyone after you?" she asked after washing her hands.
He shrugged.
"A man. He has long blond hair. I've been calling him
"Book, huh? At least now I see why you're here. You got a
about right?"
"I'm going to go lock the door. Run your head under this
return while the cool water flowed over him. Water was a scarce
artificially.
the ceiling of the OCB, out to the deep space, and the stars.
What wonders did the Federation hold? What technology did they
possess that Earth did not? He knew only supposition, only hints.
She used it to clean him. "We all have heard stories of robots
trying to pass as humans to get off planet. Take off your coat
the grime and dirt of his travels, the filth of the things he'd
"Your pants."
finally his pants. He sat down on the plastic chair, feeling the
He breathed.
"You thought you'd come out to our little breakwater and
coming a mile away. Breathe. You have to work on that. You have
They won't."
She put the sponge down and extracted his pistol from her
stripped it, put it back together faster than he had ever seen
anyone do. "Aluminum powder charges? Where did you find this
She set the gun on the counter, near his head. "They say in
"You want me to take you with you?" Umer guessed. "You want
Umer nodded slowly, his eyes cast down. He was aware of his
"Yes."
He rolled his head toward her and let her kiss him. There
also old habits, tricks his body knew, things he could do if she
She took him into a private bedroom that had the warm smell
* * *
closely.
Umer felt the mattress next to him. The space was empty and
him there were people here, and yet she had been suspicious of
his motives.
put them on. He scanned the room briefly for his gun. It wasn't
there. Umer felt his chest again. He was breathing, but too
room which contained one very long table lined with children.
Two young people a little older than the others were sitting on
the opposite end of the table, holding hands. The boy was maybe
the most.
A little girl stood up. She waved her hand at Umer. She ran
ball of energy.
"I heard Mother saying 'God, God, God' last night. And you
take any robot who was vouched for by an OCB controller. Only no
one had ever heard of it happening. Even with his mods, his
his humanity cleared him. It was a free pass off this world, to
"Why?"
She shook her head. She showed him a device he had never
room, she stopped. Umer could hear the sound of the children
through the door. They were laughing, eating, and enjoying life
the ground and smash into atoms. Lucinda opened the door.
his spoon, landing on his lap. He was frozen in that pose. One
The face was warm to the touch, lifelike. He put his hand on the
boy's chest. Warm, but no warmer than a normal human. But the
She entered the room. She touched a small girl's hair. She
why the project wasn't ready. The truth was they are the best,
most human robots ever made. Human eyes, human organs. Neural
"Then send them Out," Umer said. "You don't need my help."
"Why?"
"We've been hiding here for the last ten years. I'm scared.
up. None of them will make it, because before they someone will
waved the device in her hand. "I was a designer. We all know
on Earth, robots are not made for those functions. They're made
to look human. For that, I was the best. I could shut you off
now. I could reprogram you. Yes, even with all your mods. But I
"It's like you said, Umer. You can convince them, through
your humanity. You know you're a robot. You know what you'd have
to do to make them believe that you will not hurt them. Even
with me vouching for you, you will have to convince them. I will
help you learn what you don't yet know. Once you are Outbound,
Lucinda could only shake her head. "And they can't. I can't
tell them. They can't know until they are away." She burst into
tears. "They can't know until they are far enough away from me
Umer lifted Lucinda up into his arms and hugged her while
the unanimated children sat frozen, staring at them. "I will try
* * *
Umer. She hoped it would be enough to keep them hidden. She then
put the children to sleep, and again deactivated them. She told
them in the morning a ship would come in about a week and take
them away. She cried as she put them to sleep. The ship would
take a month, at least, to arrive. But to them, it would be less
time.
The next day, Umer began lessons. There was much to learn
stopped for even an instant, she would awaken. Her ability was
came and went, then two. Lucinda began to worry that they
weren't coming at all. Umer comforted her. They would come. They
She was worried, but happy at his progress. She told him he
without. In fact, it was a good idea for him to keep the voucher
the children?"
"One week. No longer. They will need to know soon. You will
have much to teach them. They will be shocked. They will hate
* * *
Lucinda woke the children when she saw the array of blue
arrived.
Umer had other worries. That morning also brought back
man he called Goldilocks when he exited the OCB that morning and
had been no accident. Goldy was letting him know he was still
around, waiting.
for some hint of the man, but found nothing. Goldilocks was
have to cross the mostly barren zone to get to the ship. There
would have to keep as much brick between them and the main part
The boy, who's name was Todd, warmed to Umer quickly. Umer
knew that the boy would be valuable when they got on the
slipliner. Umer would tell Todd the truth first. Todd would help
dead giveaway."
"Umer, these habits will get you and the children killed."
* * *
capture people and put them into slavery. They saw the people
who willingly left via the OCBs as sucker who would be sold into
could use for cover was seventy-three yards from the OCB door.
Umer went inside the OCB. Lucinda was there with the
"No, Umer."
hate death. I hate war. I hate it all. I won't take your gun."
"The HKs might come for you, when word reaches them that
this is where you are. They won't care that the kids escaped.
"I don't care, Umer. I've lived long. If you and the
worth it. Only the hope that I could somehow get the children
"I can't."
to. She wanted it this way. He had to help the children. Maybe
they wouldn't make it without him. Umer stood by the door to the
Umer looked the boy in the eye. His words caught in his
throat. He wanted to tell Todd the truth, but couldn't. Time was
Seventy-three yards.
When the last child was past him. Umer spun. Lucinda was at
She nodded, but he knew she would emerge again someday. The
infirm nearby needed her. The door closed. Umer sprinted across
shelter like he'd shown them the previous day. Umer reached the
that would signal a rifle scope, some indication that Goldy was
onto them.
They made the next cover. Umer looked back. Something was
Then Umer saw it. A man emerged from the infirmary, dressed
in the rags of the infirm. The man had his head shaved to look
sick. Umer recognized him as a man he'd helped, a man who had
there the whole time, biding his time, waiting for the
OCB, kill Lucinda, and tell the slipliner the truth. They would
jettison Umer and the children before they were even out of the
"The others?"
was plenty fast. He hit the door of the OCB. Locked. He punched
in the code. 6817. She had known then what he was even then, he
remembered. She had told him the code on the first day. She had
needed her. He burst through the door. Down the hall he ran, gun
But no.
man's face. Surprise yes, and the face was effeminate, but a
but hidden.
oven in her ancient kitchen, her white hair undone, flowing down
the end. I called for you. To come and save me. 'Umer,' I said.
"The children."
The went to the door. The children were gone. They had gone
on their own.
"They won't make it," she said. "They will be found out."
"I'll send a signal in the next cycle, Umer. We'll get you
Umer embraced her. "I don't need to go. You need my help
He kissed her.
THE END