Adam 2.0

Flash Fiction — Science Fiction

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It is the same recurring dream. I am cocooned in a pod-shaped vessel. Machines run in the background. Beeps. Whirls. And then the vessel opens. Men, dressed in white coats, surround me. They remove a covering from my eyes and ears. I am helped out of the vessel and forced into a sterile room. Sounds echo around me. I awaken, sweaty and breathing hard. This dream, every night for months now.