Robotic Essences - SCENE 66 – “Dead Air”

INT. JASON'S CUBE – NIGHT

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The small cube is quiet—too quiet for how loud their thoughts are.

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The cartoon terminal is off. The fax machine is quiet. Even Spoon-King has been turned toward the wall.

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A sits by the door, hugging a pillow, knees curled to his chest, coat sleeves too long and tugged over his hands. His optics flicker anxiously every few seconds toward the texter machine on the table.

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K leans against the wall, arms crossed, one leg up on the crate-table, unreadable but tense. His blade flicks in and out, a nervous tic he’d never admit to.

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“...He didn’t text anything back.”

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“I noticed, thanks.”

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“Maybe he just forgot? Jason forgets things. Like that time he put peanut butter in the fridge and it turned into a brick.”

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“That was a tactical decision. He wanted it to last longer. Still idiotic.”

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(quietly) “What if something happened?”

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(beat)

“...Then he’d probably come back angry and bleeding but alive. You’ve seen what he walks away from.”

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“But what if it’s not something you can walk away from? The news didn’t even say anything. Just said ‘minor infrastructure malfunction’ and ‘no civilian access.’ That’s—! That’s lying! That’s a lie!”

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K walks over to the window—pulls the curtain back just a little. Nothing but fog and dark towers beyond.

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“They blocked everything off. S.R.S. doesn’t play around unless it’s serious. And the Texter’s dead silent. That’s not good.”

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“You think he’ll come back tonight?”

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(softly)

“I don’t know.”

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That hangs in the air. Thick. Heavy.

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A lowers his head onto his knees.

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“I don’t like this. He always texts. Even when he’s mad or annoyed or... being weird.”

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“I know.”

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A long silence.

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“He’s not the type to just disappear. If he’s not back by morning, we go looking.”

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(staring at the door)

“...Okay.”

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FADE OUT.

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