May 28
1 min read
125 Word Story
I Cannot Mimic Her
Flash Fiction
“I cannot mimic her,” the android said to the doctors in the hallway. “We have seven interrogation rooms with seven different individuals, and six of them are easy to copy. I read them as soon as I entered the room, pulled up a chair and struck conversation with each of them. Their body movements, facial expressions, even clicks of their tongue was easy for…
