Robotic Essences - SCENE 85 – "The Dreams They Dreamed"

INT. THE CUBE – DEEP NIGHT

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The room is heavy with stillness.

The only sounds: faint hum of cooling fans and Emily’s steady breathing.

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As they sleep, the dreams unfurl one by one.

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A’s Dream

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The world around him is soft and grey, like a memory left too long in the sun.

Two figures—an old Labor bot and a battered Security bot—stand together at a lonely station, hand-in-hand.

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No words are spoken.

No promises made.

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Yet the air is heavy with meaning.

The Labor bot leans their forehead against the Security bot’s, sharing one last fragment of warmth before parting ways.

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As A watches, the figures drift apart, swallowed by distance and the silence of the world.

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A clutches his chest in the dream—there's a pang there, foreign and sharp.

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A (softly, whispering to no one)

"If only they were given a little more time."

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The dream blurs into white.

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K’s Dream

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For K, it’s quieter.

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He's standing in an endless black void, holding a strange, flickering thing in his hands.

It looks like a spark, stubborn and trembling, refusing to die.

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Far off in the distance, two blurry shapes laugh together.

They’re indistinct—one is tall and flickering, the other small and stormy.

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K looks down at the spark in his hand.

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He knows it came from them.

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He turns away at first, pretending he doesn’t see it.

Pretending it doesn’t matter.

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But the spark clings to him anyway, humming, alive.

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K (monotone, but almost gentle)

"…Annoying."

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He cups the spark carefully before the dream fades.

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Jason’s Dream

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Jason’s dream is heavy.

The color of old rain.

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He’s sitting alone on a broken bench in the middle of nowhere.

The wind cuts through him, sharp and cold, but he doesn't move.

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Far away, the same story A read plays out again—two robots parting, losing each other under cruel skies.

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Jason watches without blinking.

His joints ache with something unnamed.

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He reaches out instinctively—but there's no one to reach for.

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His hand falls back to his side, limp.

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JASON (to himself, a bitter chuckle)

"Real tough guy, huh?"

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The bench creaks under him.

The wind whistles.

And somewhere deep down, Jason admits it—

he hates this feeling.

The loneliness.

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He buries it under another smirk, another joke, another punch.

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The dream shatters like glass.

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BACK TO REALITY – INT. THE CUBE

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Morning light creeps into the windows.

Jason stirs first, groaning like death itself, dragging the blanket over his face.

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A yawns next, stretching dramatically like a lazy cat.

K simply opens his eyes silently, already alert.

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Emily sleeps peacefully between them, warm and safe.

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They don't speak at first, still heavy with the dust of their dreams.

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But somehow, even without words, there's something soft and invisible between them now.

A kind of silent promise:

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"You’re not alone anymore."

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